40 Minutes in an Alley Changes Everything
"I don't do people shots." I've said this so often, it has become a mantra for me. I have never considered myself to have any skill with portrait photography, so I just avoid it altogether. Well in a span of 40 minutes last week, that all changed. Here's the story...
On Wednesday, I flew to Toronto to attend (and shoot photos at) the Year of the Monkey 68 CD Release Party, co-produced by my good friend Ron Lopata. The CD is a compilation of Canadian artists, some well-established and others up-and-coming. My photos are on the front and back covers of the CD as well as on the website, so there was no way I was going to miss this party.
A couple of days before flying up, Ron sent me an email asking if I would mind shooting some portraits of one of the up-and-coming artists he is working with. He said they needed some shots for use on his website and promotional material. "There will be some time before the show to shoot some shots at the club" he said. (The Mod Club for anyone who is familiar with Toronto). I hesitantly agreed, while silently thinking to myself "I don't do people shots."
At 3pm, Ron and I pulled into the alley behind the club and began unloading his keyboards and other gear. I looked around for possible shooting venues, but quickly realized that the bright sunny day was going to work against me for shooting photos outside. Maybe inside the club, I thought.
Saying that the club was a bit dark is like calling the Atlantic ocean a "pond." Even with my fast prime lens there was little chance of getting any well-lit photos inside the club...now what do I do? I guess I'll have to find something outside in the shade.
At 5pm, Mike Eastick and I finally meet. Through his accommodating demeanor and choice of words, I quickly realize that he has a much higher opinion of my potential to shoot portrait photographs than I have myself. Ron must have told him I'm good at this, because he is treating me like I'm some kind of pro who knows what he's doing. OK, I thought, I'll play along and see what happens.
So off to the alley we go. Over the next 40 minutes I find every sliver of shade in that short alley that I can. I've previsualized some potential poses and speak confidently as to what I want Mike to do for each shot. "Can he tell I don't know what the hell I'm doing?" I think to myself. He couldn't. In fact, the more we shot, the more he just did what I asked. At one point, he even stood on a pile of trash in a doorway reeking of urine, only a few feet from a dead rat covered in flies just because I thought it was a good shot (it turns out it's my favorite shot of the afternoon). What power I have!
Mike came prepared with a change of clothes and neatly primped his own hair in the side mirror of a nearby car. I wonder if all potential subjects are so prepared? This was actually easier and more fun than I had expected.
At the end of the shoot, I felt pretty sure that I could carve out a few usable images. It was only after I started to post-process them yesterday that I realized that these were better than anything I ever imagined I was capable of. A professional could easily find things about the images to improve. But for a guy like me that prefers shooting abandoned wine bottles to people, I feel pretty good with the outcome.
In fact, I now find myself looking for more opportunities to explore the world of portrait photography. I even caught myself flipping though some how-to portrait photography books at the bookstore this weekend. That 40 minute photo shoot in an alley in Toronto has ignited an interest that I have long denied existed. I guess that's where the saying "never say never" comes from.
You can see all the photos from this shoot over on my website. There you will also find the beginnings of the CD release party gallery. Below is the image from the doorway I described above.







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