Plymouth Actor Headshots & Dance Photography Studio.
As a rather rotund gentleman of a certain vintage, watching this unfold is a profound sight for sore eyes. My creative process generally involves me attempting to demonstrate a pose with all the elegance of a wardrobe falling down a flight of stairs, only for the dancer to miraculously translate my flailing into a line of breathtaking artistry. It is a daily marvel. (Though, upon quiet reflection, I am beginning to suspect that my decision to demonstrate these ideas while dressed in full tights and a tutu may have been a slightly unnecessary addition to the workflow.)
A Heatwave, a Heartbreak, and Plymouth’s Finest: Why West Side Story at the Quad Theatre Blew Me Away
Well, folks, it is that time of year again. The moment where I dutifully pack away my mud caked hiking boots and all the other outdoorsy paraphernalia usually reserved for my occasional, breathless jollies across the moors.
Why, you ask? Because July has arrived, which means I am now custom bound to spend my evenings perched in the front row of the Quad Theatre at Marjon University, eagerly anticipating an absolute extravaganza of singing and dancing.
Shooting Cast Headshots: A Tale of Tiny Thespians, Reluctant Flashguns, and Creative Survival
Over 600 images later, my flashguns were quite literally feeling the heat. When you demand that level of heavy workload from portable gear, mutiny is inevitable. Every so often, there would be a distinct misfire, or, more accurately, a flat out refusal by the equipment to continue working under such a tyrannical boss.
Now, a sensible person might have panicked. But if my time in photography has taught me anything, it's that you must never miss an opportunity to call a happy accident "creative genius."Over 600 images later, my flashguns were quite literally feeling the heat. When you demand that level of heavy workload from portable gear, mutiny is inevitable. Every so often, there would be a distinct misfire, or, more accurately, a flat out refusal by the equipment to continue working under such a tyrannical boss.
Now, a sensible person might have panicked. But if my time in photography has taught me anything, it's that you must never miss an opportunity to call a happy accident "creative genius."