Today, I went downstairs to the Atlanta-Journal Constitution‘s photo studio to set up the lights and make sure everything would work smoothly for a shoot this afternoon.
The assigning editor, Kent, walked me down to the studio because I don’t have a key (yet). Once I was in there by myself, I realized a pretty hefty problem: I didn’t have a model for testing the lights.
So I set the camera on self-timer, set it up on a stool (couldn’t find a tripod) and modeled. For myself.
Then I decided that if I was going to be in the studio by myself and modeling for myself, I might as well have fun. So I pulled out a trampoline I found earlier, and… well, you know.
Anyone who knows me knows I love jumping, and jumping photos.
And you know what? I’m not the only one.