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Tuesday, 10 August 2010

Freelancing is like waiting for a bus...


...they always come at once...

Why is that I wonder?

The life of a freelance means there are quiet times and there are busy times. Quiet for me means I get to work on my personal projects and I'm always planning future shoots. It's not really quiet if you know what I mean. But it's sods law that when the phone rings to be booked I can guarantee that later that day someone else will ring to try and book me for that exact same day, and recently this has happened more than twice. Weird how that one day of the week/month is the chosen one?! Its frustrating too because in my line of work all of my jobs mean I get to meet exciting people and I get to be part of great projects. I've just had to turn down a shoot in the Dales with Comedian Ade Edmondson because I'm working on a drama up North for ITV. Damn it, I'd love to be doing that shoot!

I shoot a lot for television and it's something I feel very comfortable doing. Every shoot is different and every actor/actress have to be approached differently. Every now and then I shoot real life and that I can tell you is a whole new world. Shooting actors/actresses' pretending to be other people is easy. I used to be a press photographer. I shot 'real' people every day but I was rarely involved with them. Hard news would mean waiting outside of a court/incident/accident/house... I left that side of the media because it didn't sit very well with my personality. Bum in the butter and the world of TV suits me well, I'm a people person and all of the artists have been camera tested and are used to some sort of limelight. Last week I was working with the programme Tonight with Trevor MacDonald. I was there to shoot portraits and family pictures of the recently blinded police office David Rathband. David was shot in the face twice by Raoul Moat. He's incredibly lucky to be alive and he was an incredibly inspirational man. I actually felt nervous but after sitting chatting with him for most of the morning before it was time to do my pictures I felt so much more at ease. As a photographer when you shoot portraits, people eyes are normally the focus. David's are still closed. When he was shot, the first shot went right through the middle of his eyes at the top of the bridge of his nose, that shot took his right eye out. He tried to avoid the second shot by lifting his arm, it didn't take his left eye out and surgeons tried to save it but to no avail. And so David is now blind, he's only been blind for a month and the scars both emotionally and physically are going to take a long time to heal. He was brilliant and we worked together chatting all of the time while I was photographing him. I used the numbers of the clock to tell him where in the room I was and where I wanted him to look. It was a hard shoot to do but I feel honoured to have met such a man as David and his incredible family. A reminder of the reality of life. Some people I will never forget meeting and David is one of them.

H.


1 comment:

  1. Wow, hearing about these kinds of events on the news almost seems like watching a movie, however when you than read ( in your blog for example) that these people are real people with real lives forever affected by unpredictable tragic incidents it puts things in perspective.

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