This weekend I was the official wedding photamagrapher for a friend. After accepting the gig, I got very nervous because every how-to manual said "leave wedding photographs to the professionals.... or your friend will hate you forever." I'm guessing a pro could have done a better job, but I took about 300 pictures and odds are one of them is nice enough to hang on the wall.
It also felt very strange being "in charge"... telling people where to stand, how to pose, when to smile.... but it was all fantastic practice for improv, where I need much more work being the commanding task-master than the bumbling, humbled buffoon a la Woody Allen.
Posted by steveh at September 5, 2005 11:13 PM | TrackBackgood job, commanding task-master.
Posted by: Shermie at September 6, 2005 11:51 AM'CHEESE!!!'
Posted by: heather at September 7, 2005 07:43 AM