Audrey and Katie- a night shoot with strobes

A week ago, my best friend Aleks Jonca came down to Corvallis to hang out with me before school started again (ugh). He brought his friend Katie Hortenstine, as well as a brand new 5d Mark ii, brand new 580 EX ii Flash, and a ton of other ridiculous camera equipment that he NEVER uses, much to my dismay.

We realized we had three Canon Speedlites, and decided to do something about it.

I hadn’t ever used them in sync before.

The four of us went downtown and shot in an alley, and then on the bridge that takes traffic out of town over the Willamette.

The results were striking.

I really, really, really loved that I was able to shoot at night and have no problems. However, I’m somewhat torn as to whether my next investment should be another speedlite or two, or if I should spring for an Alien Bee setup and get more power, (but more cords, and more setup). Ah, decisions, decisions.


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As a Christmas gift this year, my younger sisters pooled their money and bought me an AMAZING book:  Annie Leibovitz: A Photographer’s Life (on Amazon here). I absolutely love her work and have an incredible amount of respect for her career. I’ve been starting to go through it (it’s HUGE) and read through the beginning part where Leibovitz explains the photos and her reasoning behind the book. What struck me was how much of her motivation was clearly out of the love, respect, and feelings of loss she had towards the late Susan Sontag, who was with her during the years the book encompasses. When you flip through the pictures, there is so much visual evidence of this that I almost teared up reading it.

I think there is a special relationship between every photographer and their respective husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend/partner. The photos you take of someone you know extremely well, down to their little idiosyncrasies in their personality and physical self, are not the same as the photos you take of friends and models. Sure, you can take the time to get to know these people, but it’s not the same as the way you feel when you point your lens at your blushing counterpart.

A lot goes into these images.

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