This week has been about promo work, approaching complete strangers from all walks of life and trying to assess how a product can help them. Fresh air and a love of people-watching really helps. Of course I have to get other members of the public to take candid photos of me at work. Not everyone appreciates having their photograph snapped whilst looking at an offer, and finding talented camera work is challenging too. I've managed it this week. Astonishing how I look so enthusiastic in every shot, no matter what time of day, it helps to believe in the offer or product. I often don't find out how successful these promos are except that I get called back. I hope the brands are monitoring!
I take jobs in East London but not those right on my doorstep. I don't want to work my local area with leafleting or promo work. It doesn't feel like 'work' if I am just outside my own door. Sometimes that's a disadvantage but that's just the way I feel. Once I arrived at a casting after a journey SURE I'd left my straightening irons on. I spent the whole time imagining a house fire. I even managed to work my distraction into the the casting. I spoke about it, managed to look stressed all the way through. Got home, of course I hadn't left anything plugged in or switched on, but if the job had been within walking distance I could have popped back and checked. Pros and cons.
Castings are something I think about a lot. I'm a normal sized person, not a giant or a giraffe. I used to wear 'comfortable' shoes until the time I turned up to be seen with a woman standing at 5'11". That by itself wouldn't have been bad, but she was wearing 4' heels. The photos were so mismatched that we both had to be seated to make a good visual. We got the job together, by the way. So my comfort wasn't holding me back... I carry heels with me at all times now.
The blessings of being 'real' are that I don't spend all my time thinking about work and I enjoy my life as a mother. Although I always imagined I would just take my daughter along on shoots, and castings and that we'd work together, my daughter has NO interest in the camera at all. She did photographic campaigns for big companies as a baby, and we did mother and baby shoots, she is against being cooped up in a warm room under the lights. She's happier in shorts playing football. Nothing, not even a paycheck, will persuade her to carry on. We all gravitate to what we love.
I love food too much to starve myself for traditional fashion shoots. When you work on filming, the catering is excellent... When you work on photographic the catering is always minimal and just water to drink. It's harder to work on photographic whatever anyone says, it's really not just standing there, you have to know what's required. It's almost more difficult, and only a glass of water and something to pick at to look forward to.
I haven't mentioned my slight addiction to tattoos. I have nine little ones, but am keen to add to that number. I want a trailing rose on my arm, and I have an idea of something like the attached, but with roses which show my heritage somehow. I don't mean this type of size, though.. Have a click...
rose tattoo
I want a yellow rose, with a black thorn, and green leaf, Jamaican flag colours, but I have lots of other influences, too. English rose, the Yorkshire white emblem, and a few other pointers which will be hinted at to show some of my cultural mix. This doesn't sound tasteful, but I want fine artwork, so the roses on the vine will be stylised.
It has to be something no one else has. There's no point in choosing a number from a sketch book.
I want it all, don't I? To customise myself to be the best I can be, whilst not getting in the way of getting images for a campaign. Ideally they want a blank canvas, but I'm so much more. I'm enjoying being myself and no one can take any of that away from me.
Working again this weekend, so watch out for shots of me in a surprise pop up area. See if you can recognise where I'm working... Watch this space...
I take jobs in East London but not those right on my doorstep. I don't want to work my local area with leafleting or promo work. It doesn't feel like 'work' if I am just outside my own door. Sometimes that's a disadvantage but that's just the way I feel. Once I arrived at a casting after a journey SURE I'd left my straightening irons on. I spent the whole time imagining a house fire. I even managed to work my distraction into the the casting. I spoke about it, managed to look stressed all the way through. Got home, of course I hadn't left anything plugged in or switched on, but if the job had been within walking distance I could have popped back and checked. Pros and cons.
Castings are something I think about a lot. I'm a normal sized person, not a giant or a giraffe. I used to wear 'comfortable' shoes until the time I turned up to be seen with a woman standing at 5'11". That by itself wouldn't have been bad, but she was wearing 4' heels. The photos were so mismatched that we both had to be seated to make a good visual. We got the job together, by the way. So my comfort wasn't holding me back... I carry heels with me at all times now.
The blessings of being 'real' are that I don't spend all my time thinking about work and I enjoy my life as a mother. Although I always imagined I would just take my daughter along on shoots, and castings and that we'd work together, my daughter has NO interest in the camera at all. She did photographic campaigns for big companies as a baby, and we did mother and baby shoots, she is against being cooped up in a warm room under the lights. She's happier in shorts playing football. Nothing, not even a paycheck, will persuade her to carry on. We all gravitate to what we love.
I love food too much to starve myself for traditional fashion shoots. When you work on filming, the catering is excellent... When you work on photographic the catering is always minimal and just water to drink. It's harder to work on photographic whatever anyone says, it's really not just standing there, you have to know what's required. It's almost more difficult, and only a glass of water and something to pick at to look forward to.
I haven't mentioned my slight addiction to tattoos. I have nine little ones, but am keen to add to that number. I want a trailing rose on my arm, and I have an idea of something like the attached, but with roses which show my heritage somehow. I don't mean this type of size, though.. Have a click...
rose tattoo
I want a yellow rose, with a black thorn, and green leaf, Jamaican flag colours, but I have lots of other influences, too. English rose, the Yorkshire white emblem, and a few other pointers which will be hinted at to show some of my cultural mix. This doesn't sound tasteful, but I want fine artwork, so the roses on the vine will be stylised.
It has to be something no one else has. There's no point in choosing a number from a sketch book.
I want it all, don't I? To customise myself to be the best I can be, whilst not getting in the way of getting images for a campaign. Ideally they want a blank canvas, but I'm so much more. I'm enjoying being myself and no one can take any of that away from me.
Working again this weekend, so watch out for shots of me in a surprise pop up area. See if you can recognise where I'm working... Watch this space...
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