Alright, buckle up, because I’m about to spill the beans on my recent… adventure. Let’s just call it the “moms riding sons” project. Now, before you jump to conclusions, let me explain exactly what went down.
First off, the idea hit me like a ton of bricks. I was scrolling through some, uh, let’s say interesting, content online, and I thought, “Hey, I could probably make something like that… but, you know, better.” More… artistic. Less… sleazy. That was the initial spark.
So, I started brainstorming. I needed a concept, and I needed models. Finding the models was tricky, obviously. I can’t just grab someone off the street. Luckily, I had… connections. Let’s just say I know people who know people.
Next, was location scouting. You can’t just do this stuff anywhere, right? I wanted a place that was both private and visually interesting. After driving around for hours, I found this secluded spot by the river. Perfect.
Then came the gear. Camera, lenses, lighting… the whole shebang. I spent a good chunk of change on some new equipment. I figured, if I’m gonna do this, I’m gonna do it right.
The day of the shoot, I was a nervous wreck. I’d prepared all the equipment, the location and the models. I triple checked that everyone involved was comfortable and understood the… artistic vision. Communication is key, people!
Alright, action time!
- First, I set up the lighting. Gotta get that perfect glow, you know?
- Next, positioned the models. This took a while. Getting the right pose is harder than it looks.
- I started snapping pictures like crazy.
I took hundreds of photos that day. Some were good, some were… not so good. But hey, that’s part of the process.
Back at home, the real work began: editing. Hours upon hours spent tweaking colors, adjusting shadows, and generally trying to make everything look as polished as possible.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I had a finished product. I showed it to a few trusted friends and got some… mixed reactions. Some thought it was amazing, some thought it was… well, let’s just say they weren’t as enthusiastic.
The Results
So, what did I learn from this whole experience? A few things:
Planning is crucial. You can’t just wing it.
Communication is key. Make sure everyone is on the same page.
Editing is a pain in the butt, but it’s worth it.
Not everyone is going to “get” your art, and that’s okay.
Was it worth it? Honestly, I’m still not sure. It was definitely a learning experience, and I’m proud of what I created. But would I do it again? Maybe. Ask me again in a few weeks.
