In which Supermom is a basket case.
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saffronhareAnd Superdad rocked. (Update at the end of the message includes a link to a photo now.)
This morning, the TCP got to go to a photo shoot. My agency needed to emulate some art, which pictured a very grubby-sad-hungry child, from a national campaign. Boss-lady was convinced that the two little princesses would be "perfect," so I allowed us to be finagled and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
agrnmn decided not to kill me for forgetting to ask about money.
At 9 a.m.,agrnmnm, the three princesses (eldest was a long to "help"), and I arrived at the studio. With astoundingly little angst, more than a hundred photos were snapped. It's a good thing everybody else there knew what they were doing, because I was a wreck. It's an especially good thing our client didn't show up to witness the event, because then I would have been flattened by role conflict. I'll say it in public: agrnmn is a hero.
We've narrowed it down to three photos (one of Princess Sticky and two of Princess !Kaboom!) and plan to make the final choice for the campaign once we can see them laid onto the rest of the background art...probably within the next couple of days. Then, I get to write the copy to go with that art. It's much more emotionally stressful than I'd bargained for -- the photos are pretty stark, and the mythic reality is really messing with my head. The campaign is a custom thing we're putting together for Detroit (everything from carrier envelopes to newspaper ads to billboards along the highway), though other clients want to see it when it's ready, too. With any luck, we won't have any family in the cities where this rolls out.
It's hard to say whether the girls thought it was any fun (they were clearly more relaxed for the second round of photos), but I hear they really enjoyed their Krispy Kreme doughnuts on the way home. And, before I left the studio, the photographer wanted to keep extra copies of their releases and get our phone number to maybe call another time. Not bad, eh?
You can bet I'm going to get my hands on those photos. I'll try to post them here for the shock and dismay of aunties and uncles. Plus, we'll need them for Christmas cards!
UPDATE: Here's a link to the first proof. I first saw in on 11x17. Imagine it up on billboard. Headline (or something like this) = Everyone deserves a second chance. Not to mention a first one. http://pics.livejournal.com/saffronhare/pic/0000a0tq/g4
This morning, the TCP got to go to a photo shoot. My agency needed to emulate some art, which pictured a very grubby-sad-hungry child, from a national campaign. Boss-lady was convinced that the two little princesses would be "perfect," so I allowed us to be finagled and
agrnmn decided not to kill me for forgetting to ask about money. At 9 a.m.,
agrnmnm, the three princesses (eldest was a long to "help"), and I arrived at the studio. With astoundingly little angst, more than a hundred photos were snapped. It's a good thing everybody else there knew what they were doing, because I was a wreck. It's an especially good thing our client didn't show up to witness the event, because then I would have been flattened by role conflict. I'll say it in public: agrnmn is a hero.We've narrowed it down to three photos (one of Princess Sticky and two of Princess !Kaboom!) and plan to make the final choice for the campaign once we can see them laid onto the rest of the background art...probably within the next couple of days. Then, I get to write the copy to go with that art. It's much more emotionally stressful than I'd bargained for -- the photos are pretty stark, and the mythic reality is really messing with my head. The campaign is a custom thing we're putting together for Detroit (everything from carrier envelopes to newspaper ads to billboards along the highway), though other clients want to see it when it's ready, too. With any luck, we won't have any family in the cities where this rolls out.
It's hard to say whether the girls thought it was any fun (they were clearly more relaxed for the second round of photos), but I hear they really enjoyed their Krispy Kreme doughnuts on the way home. And, before I left the studio, the photographer wanted to keep extra copies of their releases and get our phone number to maybe call another time. Not bad, eh?
You can bet I'm going to get my hands on those photos. I'll try to post them here for the shock and dismay of aunties and uncles. Plus, we'll need them for Christmas cards!
UPDATE: Here's a link to the first proof. I first saw in on 11x17. Imagine it up on billboard. Headline (or something like this) = Everyone deserves a second chance. Not to mention a first one. http://pics.livejournal.com/saffronhare/pic/0000a0tq/g4
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Date: 2005-08-05 09:05 pm (UTC)No, we pre-disheveled them a bit -- with some clever application of charcoal/ashes. Princess Boredom also went to town with the super-hold gel. Plus, they hadn't bathed or brushed their hair in a couple of days. Mostly, after they put the pics onto the background they just photoshopped the bruising...
*eek*