Do you know the best way to endear yourself to me as a photographer? Take my picture. Maybe it’s horribly narcissistic of me, but I really like it when photographers use me as their model. I like being told what to do, how to look, or just to sit and pose for them. Photos are memories for me, so if someone isn’t willing for me to take their photo (and yes, photographers are not so amiable when you turn the camera on them), then by god at least take my photo while you’re at it.
I may be a model trapped in a photographer’s body, but hey, I adore photos and most of the time, if there is no one else around, might as well tell the person you’re with to pose for you. Don’t be shy!
Last night I went out with R and C. It was the first time C and I have met, but we’ve seen each other’s work on Flickr through a group that we’re both members of (sorry, that was awkward sentence construction). She has a very dreamy romantic look to her photographs, and when she asked me to pose for her, I jumped at the chance!
I think it’s really interesting to see how different people interpret me as a model. I’ve seen various incarnations of myself: bad-ass, vulnerable, gentle, severe, etc. It’s interesting to see what people get.