Each week I cringe as I read the harsh critiques of my work. Not that I believe I've done any better than my professor has claimed, but still.... it hurts.
This past week, we were required to submit a portrait. I quickly shot Blake with 5th Avenue in the background, hoping to emulate a famous shot by Diane Arbus. Obviously, my lighting was terrible and I wasn't very pleased with the image in general. But.... amazingly my professor raved about it.
His direct words, "I am very pleased with the emotion and feeling you have managed to evoke from your male model; superb portrait." I was laughing so hard! You all know that Blake just really dislikes taking photographs in the middle of Manhattan, and I guess I did tell him not to smile! So if the professor believes I "evoked" an emotion from my male model- I won't correct his assumption! I received an A~ so I thank my dear husband for his willingness to pose for me.
Stay tuned: next week my assignment is a nude portrait... I'm still trying to talk Blake into it. I've told him that it's art; I've told him that I'll destroy the photograph afterwards. But for some strange reason, he seems to believe it will resurface and be used against him at some point down the road. I guess I understand his hesitancy.