Welcome to my new column. "Jeremy Don't" is my alter-ego. He offers great advice to photographers who desperately want to sabotage their next shoot. The column exists 20% as a cautionary tale, and 80% to rap myself on the head.
Off the top of my recently rapped head, here's some solid advice.
- Slave your third flash at a birthday party with lots of camera-happy relatives, because you're too cheap to buy a fourth Pocket Wizard. Can you say strobe-light?
- Forget the phone number of your client at home, even though you have the location and time written down.
- Leave your battery charger at the event, plugged into the wall.
- Eat too much of the delicious food that is graciously offered at the event.
- Don't rent a wind machine. That would only make women look great, and give people a reason to flock to your photo-booth in an overly hot church basement.
- Make sure your gear bag has no business cards. Wouldn't want to get any other business, would you? No.
Notes on the above:
- What was I smoking exactly? I guess I just love the SU-4 feature so much, I forgot about the other humans who have flash cameras at birthdays.
- Thankfully, did not need it.
- Had my name and # written on it in Sharpie.
- Good food is good food.
- Did not really need yet another expense digging into my bottom line. (If I did it again, I'd rent/buy it in a heart beat, though.)
- Had a whack of them in my car. Still. Come on.
Also, I finally remembered to white-balance with a card at the start of the shoot, rather than the next day. Lightroom always does a great job on RAW after the fact, but it was nice to actually use the thing for its intended purpose once.