Hi there again.
Todays blog comes about by seeing these 2 incredibly fantastic pair of shoes in a 2nd hand shop. I knew the lady and asked very nicely to borrow them for the afternoon. No worries she said and I replied that I would return them first thing the next morning. Woo hoo! Once again this should be a no brainer, fantastic shoes...tick, camera...tick, torch...tick, wait a minute, someone needs to wear these to make them look even better. Damn, what is the size of these things?. Size 8 well that is average right?. Hang on, today is a Tuesday, everyone is working, mmmmm. Call in the friend card I reckon. The thing is I have a mate who is actually a bloke that I know is home. If I remember correctly ( which I do ) he does like to wear pink. One phone call later with a query on shoe size that works in my favour, I drive directly to his rural property which just so happens has a lovely big shed with no windows. Magic.
Ok, when I arrived we gave the shoes a try on and found that only the pair with the guns would fit due to the no back feature on them. Next thing on the list was that matey could not even put both shoes on and stand up let alone walk in them. Right.....out to the shed, shoes in hand, while trying to contemplate the logistics of how we were going to tackle the dilemma of " I can't walk in these bl#%dy things!". In the shed we set up some boxes so that 1. I didn't need to lie on the floor to get the shot 2. Matey could stand on said boxes and hang on to the rafters to keep still.
Before anything was going to happen, I naturally set my tripod up, camera at a 30 sec exposure, ISO as low as it goes and f-stop at 22. No light on this baby except what I was going to add. So one shoe was put on and up we get on the boxes with a lot of help. I slip the other shoe on when he was in place and roof rafters suitably latched on to. Now my friend is the most wonderful person in the world but there were 2 things that we discovered were going to limit the amount of time we dedicated to getting this shot.
1. we both weren't spring chickens ( he more so than me ) and 2. he had a bad back...poo ( well something similar to that ) anyway, I knew that I would have to get this done ASAP. 4 shots in and he was shaking. Trying to not fall off those stilts and remain still was using every muscle that men generally don't ever need to concern themselves with. Ok 2 minutes it was and I was going to cross everything that I had that one of them would be ok to work with. Getting down off the boxes was a nightmare, but I had his pink crocs ( I did say he wore pink ) ready to slip on, in front of a directors chair and a smoke ready to be lit to calm his spirit.
Not bad for a bloke in high heels I say. I got something workable, and since this was an unplanned exercise I had to be thankful for whatever came my way. Thanks to my very best matey!
Now.....about those other shoes. I definitely needed a woman and maybe a small one at that. You know what is great about teenagers in year 12? They can generally be relied upon to have a tutor and thankfully mine had a little lady just perfect for the task. I called ahead and yep it was a goer. Go you good thing!. She was a runner too so was likely to be in shorts....yep, have great legs....yep, shaved yepiddy yep yep. Once again we are not spring chickens and there was that damn bad back again. No worries sunshine, been there done that. Sit on that chair, close everything up in the visitors bedroom and snap snap snap we were off.
Did it work????
You betcha it did.
Fun times with 2 very fine people that handed over their bodies for me to attempt some fine art. Well done and thanks from the bottom of my heart.
Here are the end results in a spectacularly disorganised light painting attempt.
Drag Queens in their favourite numbers should be next on the agenda I reckon. If you happen to want something like this for your own ( I've had practice! ) .... drop me a line and we will see what can be worked out. Nothing like a good pair of shoes right!
Hope you enjoyed this blog