I love negative space, and I use it a lot, sometimes to a fault, but in this short series of Lyndsie I standby my choice. Lyndsie’s shoot was the last one of the day. The sun was sinking and less and less light was shinning through the large windows, further obscured by the tall building across the street. I eventually switched from Portra 400 to 800 to recover a stop of light.
By the end of the hour, I was shooting only Instax monochrome (seen here), but for the first half we cycled through some ideas using 35mm. I always find it a bit awkward, photographing someone for the first time. There is such a desire to chat and get to know someone, and making photographs becomes an after thought. Of course, then, is my conscious desire to not waste time either.
When photographing a non-model, it is almost easier (to me) since I feel like just one good image is all I need to produce. However, when a model comes to a shoot, it is a collaboration, and I never know how many “keepers” a model expects out of shoot. I suppose, really, nobody really owes anybody anything, and even if not a single image is worth keeping, hopefully everybody had the chance to learn something.
Of course, I don’t think that’s the case here. I don’t know if it is possible to take a bad photo of Lyndsie. She has an uncanny ability to project a certain presence, that when looking at the final images, a photographer wonders if he has done anything at all except push a button; a semi-skilled machine operator.