Posts Tagged ‘caturday’
Yes. She’ll let me know when she had enough. She’s worse than a super model with an agency downtown Manhattan. She doesn’t listen. She doesn’t care. She doesn’t sit in front of the background she’s supposed to sit. She doesn’t lay when she needs to, she stands. She doesn’t stand when I want her to, she sits. And if the camera needs tweaking, the flash new batteries, she walks. Away. And no coaxing, no yelling, no begging, gets her back. Until the next time when she decides she wants a photo session. Somewhere else in the house. NOT in the studio. Course not. “Bring them soft boxes down here in the living room if you want a picture, human. You have 27 seconds before I change my mind.”
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