What a year it's been so far. I've had some amazing opportunities and have made several images that make me very proud. The downside is that - gasp! - elBlogo feels a bit neglected. And for that, you have my humblest apologies.
My buddy Jeff at Arrested Development Photography recently coerced me into posting and yapping about some of my work via Facebook; I begrudgingly complied. If you ever meet Jeff, you'll understand why the operative word here is "grudge."
Anyhoo, doing that for seven consecutive days got me thinking that it might not be such an awful way to revive elBlogo. So here goes: What follows for the next several days will be those Facebook posts, copy/pasted verbatim. I may bleep out certain, um, inflections, but I'll leave the text otherwise unaltered. I may also add a few extra images, so just know that the photo I originally shared will be the first of the bunch in each elBlogo entry.
Today is day #2 of the 7 day art challenge. I blame Jeff Prutzman for nominating me to do this, but I accept sole responsibility for participating. For seven consecutive days, I am to share a piece of work, yap about it, and then nominate someone to participate in the challenge.
This may be the best photo I've ever taken. It was taken at a downtown San Antonio hotel known for its moody ambiance. I knew the photo I wanted to make the moment I saw this fountain, and I knew the moment I met Venessa that she would be the bride in the photo.
Lighting was a breeze: I backlit the water with bare speedlights in two of the windows behind the fountain. I left the middle window alone because I didn't want to contaminate my lovely subject with unwanted light. Besides, I needed the third speedlight to light her.
I shot a dome-diffused SB700 through a 16" softbox (or is it 14"? I forget). White balance was on tungsten because the ambient light demanded it; all lights were gelled orange. This nailed Venessa's skin tones. In fact, you'll note that I made ZERO touchups on her. NONE.
Editing was a b-tch. I loathe post-editing with a passion, and this image took almost two days to perfect. I am indebted to Beto Barbacoa for his guidance through this arduous process.
In retrospect, I wish Venessa had donned the elbow-length white gloves she wore during her wedding ceremony, but I didn't even know about them at this point. I also wish I'd asked her to cross her legs. But I'm still thrilled with this image.
I've got a 24"x36" canvas of this photo in my office, and I hear multiple times a day that it looks like an oil painting. Guess what, fuggers. It ain't.
That's it for the OP. Here are a few more images from Venessa's bridal.