No wonder I am not a model
// June 24th, 2008 // No Comments » // My history is my story
I have always wondered how it feels to have my photos taken professionally in a studio environment. Finally, I got to experience it for the first time at Covershots, days before the closing down of that beautiful studio for relocation purposes.
For a start, I am always in a funky-monkey mode whenever a camera is pointed at me. I for a fact dislike the idea of being proper or in other words, standing still and smile for photo taking.
Since it was not a solo shoot, I made a pact with my beautiful model to behave and proceeded for some model-like shots. A few shots later, I switched to my usual funky-monkey mode and boy, it was awkward as hell. It was the weirdest picture taking session in my entire life! I have tried all sorts of poses but to no avail. My performance was hampered maybe because I was afraid that the photographer might get insulted as photos might mean art to him. Throughout the whole process, I was stoning my way through.
At the end of the day, I was pretty much disappointed with the overall outcome. Of the 149 photos taken, only 10% of it got through my strict quality control process. However, one particular photo caught my attention most. It is so amazing that I couldn’t find words to describe it. For that, I will for the first time in history, go against my principle and post an actual photo of myself online just so that you can have a feel on how I felt.
Dare you say it ain’t sexy?
