I have white hair. Not gray... white. I like it. Makes me unique in some ways. It means that I have had many winters, and much experience. Sometimes all that experience comes in very handy. On this shoot, I needed every bit of it.
The subject was running late, and I watched my half hour window turn into 15 minutes. Or less.
I had to make a cover shot with less than 10 minutes to make it work. Auto-pilot kicks in and all those years of experience come to the fore to help make the shot. Doing this type of editorial work leaves no room for 'nearly' or 'close'. It is a do-or-die situation.
I love it. The adrenaline, terror, excitement and creativity all fire at once and it seems to happen on its own. This isn't really supposed to be a 'brag' piece, just an observation that fast and furious can be a kind of creative narcotic.
And that can turn your hair white... fast. The image here is only one from at least 8 possibles.
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