The second time Ruby worked with me out the friends farm, we worked in and around the family graveyard. Way off
in the woods, small trials led into the area protected by its remoteness. I found it very peaceful, we worked with a respectful quiet. The mosquitoes, however were out for blood; she sprayed her front, I her back to help repel the little beasts.
In early spring the day was mild, the clouds…, like a giant scrim floating in the sky. As this was our second shoot, Rudy had no inhibitions about nudity, she worked very well…, creatively. Very playful as the camera loved her, she in turn had different looks she tried for effect.
She was one of those “kids” that are at risk, newly eighteen, already trying out the sex trade. I saw her portfolio which featured tight shot of her pubic region. I knew I could do a much better job, and maybe show her photographs as art. She came to the studio, and changed into a really cute short bathrobe. She sat there, smoking a mile a minute, a haze of blue surrounded her head. For what seemed like 5 minutes, she when on about what questions she would answer, and never ask personal questions. She sat there, tight as a spring, and asked, “any questions?” Yeah, I asked “do you get “nekked”? She threw off the bathrobe, preening, she turn to me like “feast your eyes on this”! I studied her saying, “naw, let’s get you in a dress”!
She burst out laughing, and we were friends. That is an important skill I have, knowing what to say in the moment. Respecting my models, and having fun at the same time. And not backing down when they test the limits.
Cross Processed film all the way! I had to talk really well to capture this young lady. Shot at Onion Creek, Texas on a family plot in the woods. Started of well, got good images, but I gave her some advice that didn’t sit too well. She said, ” I already have a dad!”…, ouch!
Easily my youngest and most vulnerable model ever. After getting comfortable with each other, we settled to the business of art. That small chip she carried on her shoulders fell off, and she began to trust me. After the session when I showed her what I had gotten, she turned to me and said this like “real art”. I told her there was a difference to working with me, I have your back still.
Now in her thirty’s and wife and mother. Long time has passed and she too has talked about getting in front of my camera once again. We’ll see, but even the idea that she’d come again is great.
When I lived in Manhattan, some days I’d take the train down to WTC,and watch the sun set. Across the street was the World Financial Center, beyond that was a broad concourse to the waterside, and to the ferry docks. When I shot this I’d love to say I got the guy to stand in place, however the magic of photography I got what I needed without asking. But when I saw my film a day later I sure thanked my lucky Angel. That was the magic about film in the not so long ago past. We had to wait for film to be processed, and then walked back to the studio, and seen for the first time.