July 6, 2009
It’s funny. Neither me or frank are really “romantic” about any holidays. We don’t feel like we have to go somewhere or really do anything out of the ordinary for them, yet we consistently end up doing something spontaneous and different on holidays. I’d been dying to see the “Model as Muse” exhibit at the MET ever since he told me about it and finally this saturday worked with our schedules and the weather looked like it would cooperate too. Oh, wait, saturday is the fourth isn’t it? oh well, whatever.
We took the bus from Willowbrook mall in North Jersey like we’ve done before and got into the city around 1:30 or 2 and the day just flew by after that.
We wandered the museum for some time looking a lot at the Greek art and the casts of statues and such which were really cool. Finally we found our way to the exhibit – sponsored by my favorite major designer (I of course had to get a picture next to the sign with my marc bag :-)
Each room was a different decade of fashion. It’s amazing to see the dramatic difference ten years can make to the industry. It made me wish I was able to be around in the 40s and 50s when people put so much more thought into how they dressed. It makes me feel like my generation will be known for as the wear-your-pajamas-in-public generation. It’s sad.
After wandering through the exhibit and me drooling over the 50+ years old vogues and harpars bazaars (I have a fashion magazine addition – don’t ask) we realized – oh my goodness! It’s 5:30! It’s crazy how the time flys.
We ended up going to this pizza restaurant place in chelsea called Co. It was really cute, small, but cute. If you ask for tap water they give it to you in a big glass milk jug which made me smile (I love quirky stuff like that). They had really interesting different types of pizza and their other food looked good too. The only thing we weren’t really fans of is that they have the “family style” seating where you’re at a table with a whole bunch of people you don’t know (and CLOSE). If I was with some of my friends, I wouldn’t have minded that much and probably would have talked to someone else, but I don’t really enjoy this type of dining with frank and I know he doesn’t like it either.
We ended up getting Margarita Pizza and it was great. Even the burnt parts were really tasty. We didn’t realize how small they were though and we were walking all day so we were pretty hungry. It ended up being the perfect excuse to get some ice cream later though (plus my blood sugar was way low and I was getting grouchy).
From there we hoped on the subway and went down to the southstreet seaport to walk around and watch the fireworks. The seaport was the first place we really encountered a 4th of July crowd. People were not paying the least bit of attention to where they were going and kept running into us. So we walked along the bank and waited for the fireworks that were supposed to start at 9.So we sit for a while…. 9:10….nothing….9:20…nothing. We still had to get back to the Port authority to catch the bus and then drive another 3 hours back home so I flagged down a cab and caught a ride up to times square and were able to get a much more interesting view of the fireworks from the back of the taxi.
Yeah, seeing fireworks in the space between skyscrapers definitely beats out watching them from the parking lot of the local high school by pretty far I’m thinkin
July 1, 2009
This morning was the photoshoot for my “Event Inspiration” for my internship at JP Event Design. Basically, I had to set up a sort of “mock wedding” to be photographed and put on our company blog and for all the vendors to use for their own advertisement and such. I was blessed enough to get to pull it all together at The Rittenhouse Hotel in Philly. It’s an absolutely gorgeous place and even though I cannot see myself ever having a regular wedding and reception and such, I won’t lie… it made me re-think what I thought up to now (but only for a minute and then realized I’ll have plenty of time to plan regular weddings for other people).
Even though I have a good deal of photography experience and have done weddings before too, I decided to have someone else do the photographs (also because it gives them a chance to build their portfolio and saves me the stress). So I wont have the photos back for probably a week so I think I’ll give you the behind the scenes a little bit.
I spent most of yesterday fetching everything for it. I got the flowers, the fake-cake, linens, china, everything pretty much and had my moms SUV packed with weddingy things, freezing my toes off trying to keep the flowers cool. I used the conference room in the office building our offices are in to do a run-through. Judy (the owner of JP) really showed me the whole process of figuring tables out. I’ve done a lot of different creative projects but this is still foreign territory to me. She assured me that everything would go great and it would come out looking completely different than I thought it would (and it did by the way).
(me, playing around for a minute before actually working!)
I arrived this morning and one of the great bell hop boys helped me get everything through granite-floored lobby and halls of the hotel. It was strange to go up to where I was only a week or two ago to have dinner at Lacroix and keep passing it as I ran up and down the stairs later. It felt like it couldn’t possibly be the same place since it was such a completely different mind setting, if you know what I mean (it’s okay if you don’t, few do).
I was there way before anyone else and started playing around with it and seeing what I could do. I tend to get a little stubborn with things like this (I did the same things with the extravagant design projects at drexel) and can’t shake my vision, even if there is a better solution. Thank goodness for judy though, because she did basically what my design professor did and just took what I was doing and flipped it around completely and made me think about really making things different and great, not just good.
The photographer (Tina Jay) was absolutely great. She started by photographing my lovely sister, laura, who was our “bride” for the day. Just from how she was setting things up I could tell the photos will be gorgeous. I did feel bad though since I would occasionally jump into photos to fix teeny little things, but I made sure to explain to her that I’m neurotic and went to college for photography.
Heres a little sneak peak at everything. Everything was just lovely and I cannot wait to see how Tina’s photos came out!
June 15, 2009
So when it comes it photography, in my personal opinion, lighting is just completely everything. I don’t really care what you put in the lighting some of the time, just that it’s good lighting. And beyond that, I’m natural lighting obsessed. I think part of the reason I’ve never enjoyed working in studios and rarely use the flash I spent a few hundred dollars on is because I just love natural lighting. Maybe it ties it to my love for photo-journalism, that I don’t want to add or change anything to whatever scene is playing out before me, I just want to look back on the photos and see exactly the same thing I saw when I looked through my lens.
I actually rediscovered my love for photo-journalism over these past few weeks. One of my friends family owns a small dance and art studio nearby that I used to help out at back in the day and they asked me to come back in their last few weeks before summer break and help wrangle kids and take photos for the slideshow they were showing at the end-of-year performance. I was able to capture some adorable faces learning to dance and painting and a lot of the kids just being their silly selves. I also got to photograph the rehearsal for the performance which (although I haven’t had a minute to really take a good look at the photos) came out better than I thought.
A great photographer who’s one of my old friend’s dad came up to me after slideshow and said they were good pictures but he could tell I struggled with the lighting. I did, it wasn’t easy to work with. The lights would go up and come down and backstage was incredibly dark. But in the end I’d rather struggle with lighting then use a flash.
This morning though, I found lighting that was just beautiful.
I was up incredibly early to take Frank to the airport and when I came back the sun was just coming up and it cast the most beautiful lighting which bounced back and forth on the many mirrors in the room and rested lovely on the white sheets.
I love how dramatic it is. The extreme white contrasting so severely against the blacks and how typically neutral flesh-tones become brilliant colors.
Ugh, did I mention I’m a sucker for texture too? I looove a good texture and one of my favorites has always been the texture of white bed sheets.
I generally don’t like to do much editing, but I will admit when I do, and I did. I just felt this one (obviously) needed to be lightened and I thought it’d benefit a lot from a more vintage-feel.
ahhh, I’ve missed photography.