I have a photographer for a husband. And yes, I am thankful for that. The Lord has given me a very creative husband who understands me inside and out and knows me very well that I am not, NEVER fond of modeling for him.
But GandaEverSoMuch has this really challenging photo contest, and I have to join, hence I wouldn't have that much coveted red Opera shirt I have been eyeing for, from my friends.
So I budged the hubby as to what we will be doing for the contest, and knowing his creative juices do not run low in supply, he made me do this:
That really heavy set of gorgeous colors came from HK, and it was actually the first time we opened that box, just for the photoshoot. The brush and everything else, including the face having my glasses on are just his ideas. Oozing with creativity, we did this all one very hot afternoon.
While having to carry that set of colors, he was maneuvering his camera way up above my head, hoisted on tripod and his hands on the remote. It was a number of poses until finally, he got his satisfied shot. I thought it was over, but I found myself posing for another concept. This:
So that's the life of a model, tiring. I felt weary after all the poses I had to do. It was as if some really serious shoot is ongoing. But i liked it, it was really rewarding after having seen the results.
That was only for a day, I was a one-day model, errr half day even. But it's sinking in me now, models do hard work just like what I did. And then after that, they get really proud of themselves having displayed such nice image.
I always wanted to be a model. But no, not this kind of modeling... I wanted to be a model, a role model for my kids.
Do visit GandaEverSoMuch.com to find out which photo won!