Posted on June 29, 2012
You can’t plan for everything.
For evening sessions, I bring flashes in case there are delays. I track the weather all day, and look for sheltered nooks in case it rains we decide to go ahead with the shoot anyway. I carry bug spray and baby wipes. I watch the sun and position my clients accordingly. I try to make them comfortable and keep them laughing and laid back.
And all that preparation (plus, of course, the most important component: awesome clients) generally makes for adorable shots like this. Philip had just popped the question the night before, so he and Alana had that wonderful newly-engaged glow.
But we had no contigency plan for Drunk Guy with an Elvis Statuette.
At first I was so absorbed in my clients and the sunlight that I was only vaguely aware of the thing bobbing in the background of the photo. Even after I realized the person was photobombing deliberately, I didn’t know what it was. It was only after we started walking again that I realized it was Elvis, 2 or 3 feet tall, in a tux.
One brief time is funny, haha, but the guy didn’t want to quit. Maybe another time we’d have stopped and gotten a photo with Elvis. But we were racing the light and didn’t really have another minute to spare for anyone, even The King.
Viva La Myrtle.