I was doing a shoot for a corporate client the other day. Portraits for their new website. The blokes were easy – in, pose, snap snap, thanks and out. The ladies were sooo much more concerned – lots of primping before they would come near the camera. But I photographed the kids the other day and it was the other way round. Easy with the girls, tough with the boys. So when does that switch happen then?
There’s nothing like a good jump shot. Loved them ever since I saw Lartigue’s photos from the 1920s. Fun and exuberance in front of the camera. Maybe I could try that next time I do a corporate job…? Mmmm, maybe not. Just to show I can be a dour old so and so, but also love a bit of a jump, here’s a couple of me: