Darvin is a freaking BLAST to work with. When I saw a wall with the word NASTY scrawled across it, did he question me when I said go get in front of that wall for me? No. No he did not.
This is Darvin hanging haphazardly from some ancient fire escape. I asked him to get up there, then started demanding he practically do backflips and he did. Not backflips, that was an exageration. I have worked with a gentleman who would most likely have done those backflips. His name is Coy Jandreau and he will most likely be the subject of another one of these shoots in the not too distant future, but I digress. (Can you tell my mind just had a dangerous idea? Me too.)
Darvin suffered in the name of my art and I am beyond content and satisfied with these pictures. I can’t wait to work with him again.
He only started laughing a few times, which is a freaking miracle when you shoot with me (so I am told). 90% of the time when someone gives me what I want I become a cacophony of clicks and expletives (the clicks are the camera lens, not me speaking Swahili).
If I yell, “F*ck you, don’t move!” while taking your picture, it either means you are currently giving me exactly what I want OR there is a Japanese Jumbo Hate Wasp hovering dangerously close to your head. Given that those bad larries are only to be found in Japan, we haven’t the need for concern too often.
There is rumor of further Darvin shootage taking place this week with the lovely Joan-Seda Bejaniance, and I am hopeful that such an event will truly take place. I have some ideas in my head that I would like to experiment with.
Evening gowns, mascara, misery, and pride.
I don’t ask people to understand me, I just ask that they do their best not to show their disdain for my paranormal nature until AFTER we are done working together. Especially since, in the end, they love the pictures. So, put up with the goofball, get fancy shots; good trade.
Am I right?
Am I right?
I like to call this picture the, “Presenting the Gonads” shot, because immediately after taking this picture I made comment about the man stance. I love that real men sit with their legs splayed for miles. The more splayed, the more heat he’s packing if you know what I mean. I have never done research to prove this, but the position gives off that vibe. Know what I’m saying?
Anyway, I think Darvin looks like a freakin Emmy Award Winner in these pictures. The wardrobe was perfect. He brought that jacket, though I only asked for the tie. Jacket sealed the deal, by far.
He looks like he should be on CSI.
Though not hardly as much as this picture.
Darvin’s future is to win awards, make ALMOST as much money as me, and remember these pictures with a smile. Hopefully.
They were fun as hell to take.
I love the moments I take a picture in jest, then get it home and find that in post edit format, it becomes my favorite. That happened with this picture. He jokingly whipped out the hairspray, I laughed hysterically as I took this. Somehow, it doesn’t look even mildly like a joke anymore.
Darvin Hernandez, new spokesmodel for AquaNet.
I want a cut of those proceeds, my friend. That’s all I’m saying.
This young lady has been before my lens on a few occasions and as a result, I’ve managed to capture some of my favorite shots. She was one of my earlier models, one of my first encounters with editorial photography, and as a result I started offering Model Portfolio shoots as a part of my business. Thus far, she’s been one of the more fearless characters to be ‘shot’ by me.
