Day One Hundred Seventy Four
So.... this is me... playing with flying sparks! Clearly not doing a great job at "controlling light" — but I never claimed to be a firefighter.
Anyhow, tonight I was given attention by three different people. One guy who wanted to sell me "energy drinks" for six bucks each. He had three; all of which he pulled from his pocket. Weird. Then he asked me where he could get film developed for cheap. Um... "Walgreens?"
The next guy just wanted to watch. I can usually handle a hundred people watching... but one guy with nobody else around is a little more awkward. I just stood there and waited until he left.
Then the third guy randomly had a 40 gallon plastic bag full of woman's clothes.
man: "hey, I'll take your photo"
me: "no thanks, it has a timer."
man: "but you won't have to run back and forth — just let me do it!"
me: "It actually has an 'interval timer'."
man: "All you fuckin' artists are all alike"
me: "You're right. Thanks for understanding."
setup, camera, strobist info: see here