Reliability & Referencing

Recently I’ve had two zero-notice cancellations and a no-show. The reasons vary. From models citing sudden academic deadlines, to more serious, health issues.

I don’t employ a blanket policy for these situations, since it can often depend on personal circumstances. Sickness doesn’t work to a schedule, the most reliable, properly maintained cars, or indeed childcare can let us down. I’ve been there!

However, unless there are mitigating circumstances (that I have been made aware of), two cancelations, or a no-show and there’s no way back with me. This is particularly acute, in a commercial shoot context, where an experienced, professional model is being paid.

A lot of planning goes into shoots. From the choice of location, appropriate equipment, snacks/drinks to maintain sustenance, pre-empting potential problems and their solutions etc.

I was recently approached by a model, who suddenly went cold, cited a whole heap of pressing engagements. She has subsequently been wanting to shoot. Intuition tells me she’ll cancel again. From my perspective, there are plenty of reliable, committed models to choose from... 

Thankfully, my pre-shoot screening process weeds out most potentially/ unreliable candidates. Being out of pocket and there’s little redress, other than a negative reference, which will only induce another, by retort. 

Another model, seemingly keen to work with me, postponed one week. Fair enough, I hadn’t booked a studio, or got in my car… Being self-employed, there’s always something needing my attention.

The shoot was rearranged-same time, this week. I got in touch, 48hours beforehand (not to mention, the morning of said shoot), checking she was still able to attend.

She confirmed and so I headed out... 

Upon arriving at our agreed meeting point, I received a text advising she was unable to attend, for seemingly genuine reasons. Could we move the shoot to 1pm instead, or move to another day??

I was already irritated but seeing as I was already there (1 hour away from base), agreed to the later slot. Light would still be good, and chances are, the weather would’ve also cheered up a bit.

Ultimately, she didn’t show but I got a real sense of her vulnerability, from talking with her father. Our focus shifted to locating her and ensuring she was safe. Thankfully, she was. I’m a compassionate person, so suggested she inform people of her conditions beforehand, allowing understanding and, informed choice.  

I also suggested she could concentrate on finding the right support, getting stronger before resuming modelling. She has the makings of a very capable model, so it would be a real shame if she bowed out.   

Blocking

To date, I have only blocked one model. She was based in Bedfordshire, a 90minute drive from me. This coincided with a trip to the Midlands, so theoretically, a great fit. After some formative discussions, she went cold. She refused to disclose the venue’s address, or supply her phone number, 24hrs before the scheduled shoot. I blocked her in preference to leaving a bad reference.

A Cambridgeshire-based model also approached this week...Then I noted 4 no-shows, out of 7 shoots. Not worth the risk. Let alone fuel, time and hassle.   

Models (and indeed, photographers) can “Ghost” (fall silent on a project). However, so much easier to act professionally. Say you’ve had a change of heart; or if arrangements have been made, give notice. Ideally at least 72hours.

The Flip Side

By the same token, I know of models who have been approached by photographers, seeking to shoot fashion, when their port-folio consists exclusively of erotic/adult images. 

Having gone through a phase of shooting fine art nudes, I can appreciate its easy to get typecast.

I’m happy (With the right models and appropriate safeguards in place) shooting this style. Nonetheless,  there are several other genres I’d prefer to be associated with.

The model in one instance, asked the photographer to detail the shoot specification, 48hours beforehand, or she would not attend. A request he declined. She refused to attend and subsequently received a negative “no-show” reference.

Double Trouble?

Duo shoots are something I do infrequently. Much boils down to disinterest in the projects, and specification presented to me. I’m not talking about couple portraiture, which I find candid and endearing. Rather, cheap pseudo erotica, with little artistic, or commercial value. 

However, Krystal and Gena approached me, thus exception made.  

Being completely candid, I was going on trust and established rapport between the three of us, rather than the brief per se. Besides, while boundaries are important, there’s the need to challenge ourselves and indeed, our perceptions.

KA header tank being replaced, I commandeered an elderly but extremely well-maintained Nissan. Timely too, since Gena had ordered a canvas from me https://michael-stenning.format.com/store . Dimensions (100x100cm) that my otherwise Tardis-like KA couldn’t host. Upon arrival, it transpired Krystal had succumbed to a burst water pipe, hence soggy carpet and curious plumber. Undeterred, we began setting up and deliberated about backdrops.

Both models are strikingly different in terms of skin tone, hence it was imperative we chose a complementary colour. White, or grey was too tame, and I suspected would leave Krystal looking washed out. Confirmed during a few test shots. 

Warm pink was perfect.

The shoot commenced with Lingerie, with leads and soft domination theme running through. Then of course, some PVC and a smattering of solo shots, primarily for Gena’s port-folio.

Contrasting colours, sizes and heights proved a reciprocal mix and frame to frame, the energy was positive and fun. I opted for a combination of 50mm 1.8 prime lens, Godox flashgun and natural light, streaming in from two large windows.

Several outfit changes and three hours later, our shoot concluded. I transferred the canvas to Gena’s car, then headed home, to commence post-production work.

Deadlines allowing and assuming it’s a daytime session, I aim to get a selection of retouched images to model(s), that evening. This also applies, for commercial and domestic customers.

Continuing the duo theme, I also shot this couple shortly afterward, at Juice Photography Studio https://www.facebook.com/Juice-Photographic-Studio-1736661156638282/  One I’ve used on several occasions, this year.

Spacious and well-equipped, Simon and Brian are equally welcoming, and straightforward in their approach. Suffice to say I’ll continue to put business their way, and have no hesitation, recommending them to other photographers/models/MUAs/ similar creatives.

Pin Up! Vintage Fun With Patricia

Patricia approached me, in the context of a 1940s/50’s pin up theme. Knowing how methodical and hardworking she is, I wasn’t fazed by the relatively short notice.

True to form, she was punctual and meticulous. Hair, makeup and dress were flawless. However, for absolute authenticity, she’d sought the services of a professional stylist.

Saturday 26th October marked the start, of a much-hyped cold snap. Though the air temperature wasn’t wildly unseasonal, wind chill was cutting. We started our shoot in a relatively secluded, private car park. Patricia came prepared with a hoodie and quilted jacket, to retain warmth between shooting.

Though it is widely accepted, that model and photographer need to arrive, equipped for changing conditions, I am very conscious of model comfort.

Therefore, fast shooting and more frequent breaks were imperative. Despite the bracing wind, Patricia posed seamlessly and remained stoical throughout. After 45 minutes, or so, we sook shelter (not to mention heating) in my mighty MK1 KA.

As we thawed out, reviewed the images and chatted about modelling/related matters, a flash of inspiration struck. We decided to ask Yaxley hair and beauty, if they would mind us shooting the final frames, in their salon. http://www.yaxleyhairandbeauty.com/

We were taking a gamble, given it was a Saturday morning. However, Phillipa, http://www.yaxleyhairandbeauty.com/the-team graciously agreed. In common with Paul at Revved Up https://stenningphotographic.blogspot.com/2018/10/all-revved-up.html   , she was also incredibly accommodating, clearing space/equipment-without request, or prompting.

Fifteen minutes later, we were finished. Patricia had another shoot, and admin demanded my attention.

Sincerest thanks go to all the team, at Yaxley Hair & Beauty, for accommodating us at such a busy period, and on spec.

    

All Revved Up

Krystal fancied doing something different and I suggested shooting at Revved Up. A biker’s café’/Tea bar spotted on a recent, weekend outing to Walton on the Naze.

This was one of our “on-spec” missions, which usually turn out favourably. I parked nearby, fed the meter and gathered our respective kit. Two minutes later, we were at Revved up’s counter and ordering some warm beverages. I wasted no time introducing ourselves, and explaining we’d like to use the café,’ as our centrepiece for a biker themed shoot.

Paul, the proprietor, paused for a moment, then graciously invited us to shoot wherever we liked. Within a few moments, the air thronged with the familiar rumble of V twin engines.

Krystal was invited to change in their back room, while I checked lenses and camera settings. In keeping with similar businesses, retail is a significant, second tier for Paul. Aside from a motorcycle frame and other biker iconography, there are rails of leathers, lids, boots, T shirts and other, reasonably priced motorcycle related apparel. I wasted no time thumbing through Paul's range of waistcoats.   

Biker’s haunts are traditionally very chatty, welcoming and informal. Word rapidly spread of our presence, prompting riders to approach us. Knowing the economic and sentimental value their machines hold, Krystal initially posed, tentatively against them. However, she was beckoned, positively urged aboard.

Frankly, I was deeply touched by how accommodating everyone was. Owners and customers were incredibly forthcoming- literally couldn’t do enough to assist.  After two hours of shooting, good humoured rapport and beverage slurping, we bid everyone a fond farewell.  ‘Till the next time. 

A selection of shots, printed on high quality canvases are available to purchase on my store:  https://michael-stenning.format.com/all-revved-up

Sincerest thanks go to Paul, and his customers at Revved up 133 High St, Walton on the Naze CO14 8AT

Patricia

Patricia found me via mad cow models www.madcowmodels.co.uk .Impressed by my fashion port-folio, she asked if I would help build hers. After a few exchanges, clarifying dates, times and specifications, we met on a slightly drizzly, unprepossessing October morning.

Originally from Poland, she classed herself as a novice model. However, her poise, pace and almost seamless posing quickly suggested she had modelled before. Terms such as novice and at the other extreme, published or “experienced” are often subjective.

However, Patricia’s tireless enthusiasm and work ethic ensured she was a pleasure. My introductory sessions are two hours long. Enough for us to explore a variety of styles, facilitate costume changes and a short comfort break, or two.

Though it’s true that competent photographers achieve good images from the first few frames, both parties warm up. Those taken an hour or so hence, are usually considerably better.   

In short, we were pleased with the balance and autumnal themes.

Being a location shoot, there were the usual challenges, although most people kept a subtle distance, or were genuinely helpful. The driver of this snack van kindly tolerated a few frames, and customers courteously warned us, when it was about to pull away.

East…to Efi

My love of London’s East End has gone the way of its disused warehouses, derelict factories and other abandoned buildings. Like a jaded old flame, all that remains is a history. Widespread redevelopment and gentrification have also transformed its social geography.

Efi, a model originally from Greece was my only business here. She wanted to do an autumn themed fashion/lifestyle shoot. One that aligned with my desire, to make the very best use of October’s rich colours, and receding daylight.

Having established the specifics, through a series of succinct but well-crafted emails, I packed cameras, spare batteries and reflectors. Despite many years riding and driving through the capital, I didn’t want the hassle. So, train to Stratford and underground to E11.

Despite the world’s fullest bladder and other, network related delays I was “fashionably” (read “characteristically” early. Some emailing, texting and people watching, filled the slack twenty minutes. Not a pearly king, or queen in sight…

Heavily inebriated street drinkers congregated around benches, reflecting on the days’ profits and losses, supping super strength lagers.

A heady cocktail of soiled clothing, stale urine and simmering rage permeated the air.  Local traders busied themselves, affluent couples and office workers passed by, quaffing flat whites. I pondered my good fortune, and the dubious delights of root canal surgery.

I sent her a text advising I’d arrived and where to find me lingering. Thankfully, I didn’t attract any unwelcome attention. Keeping my distance, avoiding eye contact and candid street photography, undoubtedly helped.     

Efi arrived promptly and after a brief introduction, we headed to our first location. I fired a few test shots, gauging settings, while breaking the ice with some headshots. 

Warm, witty and articulate, she has a playful persona and a very clear idea of what she wanted to achieve. Various locations and several outfit changes later, the three hours were up. Even her long-haired feline wanted in on the action.

Efi has expressed a desire to hire me for a fitness themed shoot. One I had no hesitation in agreeing to, given the easy rapport, and mutual creative alignment.   

Morning Worship Amongst Falling Leaves

I specialise in working with newcomers and models returning to the profession. I have no upper age limit, but am reticent to work with anyone, younger than 21.

The reasons are varied both legal, moral and personal. I shoot a variety of styles, from fashion, portraiture and wedding to what’s termed implied and classic/art nude. Valid ID and record keeping are not the issue here.

Rather, I am aware of incidences, where 18-year old models have participated in a nude, or topless shoot without fully realising the implications. One was trying to reclaim and ultimately regain control of these intimate images.

Whether she had been unduly influenced, by a photographer, or had done so of her own volition was unclear. Unfortunately, she had signed a model release form, permitting the photographer to use such images, for his own and broader, commercial purposes.

I have also been approached by parents, managing their teenage daughter’s modelling schedules, wanting me to work with them. I always decline, since their communications suggest my personal and professional boundaries are likely to be pushed, or disrespected. My son is almost 16. Would I want him modelling at this age? No.   

That said; my emphasis upon thorough pre-shoot screening and communication means sometimes, I will “Take a view”. Some people in their late teens show better judgement and maturity than adults in their 30s. Nonetheless, clothed fashion, portraiture, or lifestyle are my limits.  

Paige MJ is a case in point. Aged 18, she had only been modelling for a matter of weeks and wanted me to shoot her, on location at Flitch Way in Braintree. She was seeking to create something edgy, with a punk flavour. Several messages were exchanged, specification agreed, and rapport established. We arranged to shoot 24 hours later.

Flitch Way is 15 miles of disused railway running from Braintree and Bishop’s Stortford. Flat and well surfaced, the shared access path is popular with cyclists, horse riders and walkers. Its also blessed with a wealth of interesting backdrops, including artist grade graffiti.

Page had already experienced “Level pushing” from one “Photographer” offering way above the odds, for a topless shoot. This didn’t interest her and perturbed by his behaviour, she declined to work with him. Two hours later, we were pleased with the results. I would happily work with her in future.

Krystal also wanted to collaborate with me this week. She’d bought a new gothic black dress and some lingerie. We knew a suitably secluded location, thus unlikely to draw unwanted attention. Comfortable for her and conducive to seamless creativity.

That said; there is a creeping and very tangible sensation of being watched. Both of us have experienced this very acutely. We work fast and have an easy rapport, thus work very quickly together. Sure enough, after twenty minutes, a couple arrived in a car and sat, observing us. 

No approach was made, but we opted for a wardrobe change and an alternative location. While the colours are so vibrant, natural light and climate, kind, I wish to make best use of them.

On The Waterfront...With Aurora Ray

 No, not the iconic film with Marlon Brando. I’m referring to an evening quayside shoot with Aurora Ray, in Ipswich. I responded to a casting call and we corresponded for a few weeks.  Ideas, concepts and possible locations floated and pondered.

Ipswich is approximately an hour or so’s drive from me, but a town I hadn’t visited for almost three decades. Even then, I was only familiar with the Portman Road area, home to the football club and infamously, a red-light district.

Thankfully, Aurora had excellent local knowledge, which complemented her creative vision.

Little surprise that I leaped at the suggestion of Graffiti and disused quayside buildings…Sunset this time of year, is around 18.45, so we arranged to meet an hour beforehand.

Having successfully orbited the town centre systems during rush hour, I was relieved to discover a car park within easy reach of the quayside. We’d agreed to meet by the University, opposite. Chances were, we’d be wrapped up within an hour or so. However, I’ve an aversion to fines, so fed the meter a little more.

This early in the academic year, you could feel a real sense of anticipation and a generally positive atmosphere from the halls of residence. One that certainly resonated with me, some 26 years since I arrived in London’s East End, fresh faced and decidedly green.

There’s always one student who stands out. In this instance, one losing command of his trousers, while exiting his car. Shortly afterward, a text arrived-Aurora saying she was a few minutes away. She materialised carrying a cluster of red helium balloons and extruding enthusiasm.

Camera bag, reflector and energy-boosting bananas grasped, I locked the KA and Aurora led me along the waterside, with its eclectic mix of bars and restaurants. Their neon signage more intense, as the golden hour loomed. Our first location was a long disused and very derelict factory.

Several stories high, ground floor access points had been sealed and the usual warnings emblazomed across the boards.  She switched from her light summer dress and I fired a few tester shots. The alley, though clearly a street drinker’s refuge, was also moderately trafficked and relatively well lit, which was ideal, in every respect.

One man had my senses screaming with alarm. I was concerned he might attempt to snatch one, or both of our bags. Luckily, he quickly lost interest and shuffled through, without further interaction.  

Aurora has a classic model figure and knew her body well, thus created and moved seamlessly between poses, making the very most of available time and light. Checking the area for broken glass and other sharps, she posed on the pallets, which accentuated her poise and willowy figure.

The next street had these corrugated shutters. I was pleasantly surprised by driver cooperation and sensitivity. Many stopping and seemingly alarmed that they’d interrupted us. Not something you’d experience in a major city, or provincial towns for that matter.

A skate park fired our imaginations, but we opted in favour of a towpath, which also had some very striking and genuinely beautifully crafted murals. The sort so revered, they are left unmolested, by taggers and local authority environmental teams alike. 15 minutes later and the golden hour was almost gone but by this point, we had 80 shots. A short but successful evening…