Went on a photoshoot with Amber yesterday. Took Tony with us. Amber's assignment was to shoot a narrative sequence of six shots, with a beginning, climax and conclusion. Her idea was to shoot an action sequence of me and Tony doing kung-fu.
In the end, we worked out a sort of film-noir/Quinn Taylor scenario of a Deal Gone Bad, in which we met in a disgusting alley in a questionable part of town--complete with a burnt-out, torn-down building at the end of the alley, and human feces on the loading dock.
It was awfully cold, no more than forty degrees with a vicious wind howling through the alley. I wanted my costume to be sleek and minimal, so I was without hat, gloves, or coat during takes. My hands literally turned blue, and I'm surprised I don't have an earache today (I am a little dizzy, though, so perhaps I do have some swelling in the ear canal). For each frame Amber had to bracket her shots with one aperature above and below the reading--one shot lighter and one darker, in other words--so for each pose we had to freeze, so to speak, in one position while she adjusted and hit the shutter three times. "Is that three?" became the rallying cry of the day.
But we caught some terrific action shots of me laying an elbow upside Tony's head. I got to see the first five rolls of negatives, and some of them are quite good. The double bonus of it was I got to hang out with Tony in a non-classroom situation, and he fine-tuned my technique quite a bit. I'm still having trouble coordinating my feet and hands in application. Must work on that. We did push-hands practice while Amber processed the film in the darkroom.
Then we went to lunch, and hit a couple of stores in Westport, because I had been looking for a teapot. We found several in the World Market, and Amber bought me a little glazed "Brown Betty" English-style ceramic teapot, as a birthday present. Very cute. Scott even exclaimed over it when he got home. Not to be outdone, Tony bought me a copper-bottomed tea kettle for heating water. I protested I didn't need it, but Amber got indignant. Apparently she's had to bite her tongue every time she sees me heat water in the microwave.
Well. I shall be proper about it now. Oh, and the Tea Drops shop in Westport had a to-die-for white tea with peach. Got to get me some of that.
I have such lovely friends.