Couples...? (Call for "models")
I was out and about the other day enjoying a seldom visited, yet strangely comforting, anti-social vibe. I had planned a day of shooting (read: solice) with my new Nikon (i'll damn well call it the new one until I get another one).
So, I'm crossing Rivington (below Houston) when suddenly I get the urge to photograph humanity. I do not, however, get the urge to have humanity sign a release. And thus, another of my brilliant, if slightly off-kilter, ideas is born. Shoot from bedind and get 'em two at a time (it's mere coincidence that
it rhymes too).
All around me, pairs of people. So I go with it. I take a boat-load of couples, using the term very loosely to simply define a pair of.. anything. I get lovers (I assume), kids, kids and dogs, a pair of skateboarders, and eventually a pair of dead batteries. The twist? I see two people, I wait 'til they're were walking away from me and... click. Brilliant, no?
So, now I have a bevvy of candid shots magnificently beffiting a project of this awesomenessatude. But it shan't stop there. Oh no, it shan't stop there.
Because, there, dear readers, is where you come in. I need couples of the non-candid variety. Interested? Let me know and we'll work something out. I'm in search of greatness. If you don't have greatness, gimme cuteness. If you don't have that, gimme your best Woody Allen Impression. I don't really care, as long as long as you bring your Mia Farrow with you.
