Mitch is incredible. He carried me so many times up that hill in the freezing cold and slush. We were both covered in disgusting icy mud. You should've seen the looks we got when we stripped down and started rubbing ourselves with mud. Granted the park does face an elementary school... and the kids had just been let out for recess. We felt so dirty, and not just because of the mud. We meant to roll around to get a more rugged "been through shit" look but it was too painful. Mitch has been the one pushing me to try new things, like to break away from the limiting square crop, and experiment with the cinematic. When he's not round I don't feel like doing much of anything.