I really have to give my head a shake sometimes.
Sometimes I have these ideas that are fantastic in theory, but totally suck when I try to implement them. Yesterday I thought "I haven't taken any pics of the kids lately... I should do that". Later it was "Oooh! when the sun comes around, I'll shoot them in natural light in the living room! In front of the antique cabinet! On the wood floor! It will be all warm and natural! We'll do jeans and bare feet! AWESOME!" [Enter other random squees here! And more exclamation marks!!!!]
F☠ck no.
I started after lunch. I cleared the playpen and the myriad of baby toys and equipment away, swept the floor and opened the blinds to let the sunlight in. In the afternoon, there is a magic time where the light is just perfect, so this was going to work. I was going to have happy full babies. I was going to have a full 5 year old. This was gonna be good.
What I didn't allow for was the random spin of the Life wheel which came up "Five Year Old Freakout". I laid out Quinn's clothes on his bed and sent him upstairs to get changed. When I was pregnant, I bought him a T-Shirt that says "I'm the Big Brother!"; I had laid it out with a pair of jeans. He came down moments later in his shirt and Batman underwear. When I asked what had happened to the jeans, he totally lost his sh☠t! He screamed something about jeans being "boring" and "hot" and then stormed upstairs, crying all the way and slammed his door like a 14 year old girl. WTF?
It took me half an hour to coax [threaten] him downstairs, get him changed and deal with the baby pukefest that had ensued after Dynamo: The Kid Dramatic had his closeup. All was well, I set him up in front of the cabinet... and he freaks out again. "I'm not ready! I'm not ready!", he cries, collapsing to the floor. "And the Oscar goes to..." Don't go storming back to your trailer either.
Not less than two minutes later, he was back ON. Here is the photographic proof:
I'm not happy with the light as the dramatics had eaten up the perfect light time and the pics are a bit too dark for me... but that is just me. Wyatt also is getting better with his head, but he also has a limited amount of time before he gets tired and he starts to droop. We did get a good one of Quinn and Wyatt together:
And a not too bad one of Quinn and Zoe...
Wyatt had definitely started to droop, but his pose makes it easy to explain away:
Sometimes I have these ideas that are fantastic in theory, but totally suck when I try to implement them. Yesterday I thought "I haven't taken any pics of the kids lately... I should do that". Later it was "Oooh! when the sun comes around, I'll shoot them in natural light in the living room! In front of the antique cabinet! On the wood floor! It will be all warm and natural! We'll do jeans and bare feet! AWESOME!" [Enter other random squees here! And more exclamation marks!!!!]
F☠ck no.
I started after lunch. I cleared the playpen and the myriad of baby toys and equipment away, swept the floor and opened the blinds to let the sunlight in. In the afternoon, there is a magic time where the light is just perfect, so this was going to work. I was going to have happy full babies. I was going to have a full 5 year old. This was gonna be good.
What I didn't allow for was the random spin of the Life wheel which came up "Five Year Old Freakout". I laid out Quinn's clothes on his bed and sent him upstairs to get changed. When I was pregnant, I bought him a T-Shirt that says "I'm the Big Brother!"; I had laid it out with a pair of jeans. He came down moments later in his shirt and Batman underwear. When I asked what had happened to the jeans, he totally lost his sh☠t! He screamed something about jeans being "boring" and "hot" and then stormed upstairs, crying all the way and slammed his door like a 14 year old girl. WTF?
It took me half an hour to coax [threaten] him downstairs, get him changed and deal with the baby pukefest that had ensued after Dynamo: The Kid Dramatic had his closeup. All was well, I set him up in front of the cabinet... and he freaks out again. "I'm not ready! I'm not ready!", he cries, collapsing to the floor. "And the Oscar goes to..." Don't go storming back to your trailer either.
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| It's the end of the world... |
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| I'm ready for my close up... |
I'm not happy with the light as the dramatics had eaten up the perfect light time and the pics are a bit too dark for me... but that is just me. Wyatt also is getting better with his head, but he also has a limited amount of time before he gets tired and he starts to droop. We did get a good one of Quinn and Wyatt together:
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| My Boys |
And a not too bad one of Quinn and Zoe...
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| Big Brother and Little Sister |
Wyatt had definitely started to droop, but his pose makes it easy to explain away:
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| Hey, what's that outside? |
I laid the babies on the floor and got a few things that I could play with later in Photoshop. This is one of them:
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| Togetherness |
I think I'll just have my beer before, instead of after. It and the session are a lot easier to enjoy when my eye isn't twitching like that.
3 comments:
Ha, yes I've had lots of 'photoshoots' like that, although I don't think I ever managed to get as far as planning ahead. Some of my favourite photos are the crying ones though, especially if you capture the dribble as well.
So lovely to see Quinn as well :-)
Ha ha! Photographing kids is like herding cats. I don't know how people do it for a living.
Despite it not going to plan you got some great shots :)
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