wet

Yesterday, the morning shoot was warm and we dodged a light shower at the end. The afternoon shoot... it took major ingenuity to make it happen at all, after the first few frames. It poured. And the temperature fell 25 degrees in an hour. It was so cold, windy, and wet that it was literally impossible to shoot on location; the first time that's really happened. We salvaged what we could by doing some head shots in a bar with a large window, and then some silly shots in a toy store across the street.

After too much time in the rational side of the brain, the muse seems to have returned. Ironically, it returned today. It was still raining until just a little while ago, so I haven't pushed the possibility of a third shoot while here, that will probably wait til next time. But I'm having fun with some street photography, or documentary, or... I'm not sure what it is, but I've finally found a way to effectively capture the absurdity of suburbia. And one advantage of being forced to shoot in the bar yesterday is that I'm remembering how much fun it can be to do portraiture.