Monday, April 13, 2009

Back to life, back to reality


So yesterday I drive up to Southfield to shoot a very pregnant woman. With my camera. Obviously. Even I haven't taken to the slaughter of innocents, heaven forfend.

She was very sweet, very Russian and very determined to get exactly what she wanted.
Alas she also had very limited room to shoot in and so everything had to be shot at 19mm, just to squeeze her in.
Fun, but long

Tomorrow I'm off to Novi to interview and shoot a guy who trains Mac Genius Bar Geniuses. Again should be fun.

And then it's off to Montreal to find us a house.

Well a cheap apartment
That takes animals
Is close to a subway (metro)
And doesn't smell (hopefully)

Lots of places matched 3/4 of that... cheap may be the issue, we shall see.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

DIA Again


DIA Shoot
Originally uploaded by stevenjude
Back to the DIA for the third time in 8 days

Last Sunday is was Norman Rockwell
Then Monday we shot Rodriguez there

And today it's back to check out what it has to offer; on free tickets they just sent me.

Friend arrives today.
Then maternity shoot tomorrow
And a burlesque musical take on Alice in Wonderland to close

Steve

Thursday, April 09, 2009

Nothing to add


Opera House Shoot
Originally uploaded by stevenjude
Sorry that this has been so dull of late. The truth is that I don't trust myself at the moment to keep it together if I write what I feel, but know that not keeping it together isn't an option.

I'm waiting on other people to deliver on promises at the moment.
And fearing that they won't.

Which would make them 'bad people'
And leave me 'screwed'

So I'll take as deep a breath as the pain in my chest allows and try to chill.

This shot, btw, was just a 'spot' during the Opera House shoot we did a few days ago

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Cross Pollination




I started a new Blog yesterday... one where I start to put the ad thoughts that I have in my head out into the ether.
This is the only time the two blogs will touch - but looking for early numbers boost




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More pre-amble today I’m afraid. Think of it as that little salad thing that they bring out before your main course, you didn’t ask for it but you welcome it as a sign that the steak is on its way and find yourself really rather enjoying it despite yourself.

For those of you of an impatient nature may I remind you of the mantra at many a Playboy party – “We’ll get to the models in a moment, but first Heff wants to make a little speech.”

The biggest change in planning in the time that I’ve been doing it has been the question that we ask on the brief. That’s pretty fundamental. The words haven’t changed much, but the question these days is entirely different. Back in the early 90s the toughest box on the brief to fill out was the one that ask a version of this question

“What do we expect this advertising to do to people?”

It was a tough question mainly because the answers were very limited and so you were always looking for a nuance.

The thinking was pretty simple.

If your advertising was an argument then it would Persuade them to change their behavior by delivering a killer fact. That could have been a USP ‘this is the only one that doesn’t cause anal leakage.’

This was pretty much the standard one. Our job was to argue people into submission. To come into their homes and say ‘You think that your whites are white now. You’re wrong, we’re right. Now switch.”

When writing what was called a ‘Persuasion” brief (a euphemism that I’m sure could be applied to water boarding in Gitmo today – ‘persuasion sessions’ perhaps?) the TONE box used to be very important indeed. How you argued became how you differentiated. Were you going to whip out the evidence with a flourish, or were you going to try to hide it behind some entertainment. Were you “Now with Super-Stain-Bleacher” or were you ‘You can’t get better than a Kwik Fit Fitter?” replete with jingles and funny dances.

Lots of pharmaceutical advertising is still Persuasion and USP based. Claratin makes you less sleepy than Baratin that works in two ways instead of the one way that Daratin, the fastest one works.

There were of course certain strategies that grew up around this. Jim Carroll of BBH put it very well when he talked of Cowboys and Crusaders. The big brands, he claimed, try to define all of the rational points that are relevant in the market. They tell you what you should be looking for, then claim them all as their own.

So Scottex tells us that Bathroom Tissue should be ‘Soft, Strong and Long.” – we buy their argument and their demos and they become huge.

That leaves only two strategies for smaller players.

They can abide by the rules and start to argue against one of the points – “we’re softer or stronger or longer”

Or they can try to introduce a new point of argument, convincing people that this is what’s really important. So you suddenly find brands that are “recycled” or even brands that are “prettier”

The trick here was always to try to bring the category identifiers down by claiming parity there… they’re ALL soft, strong and long – this one does all of that AND…

I still play the game of trying to spot these ads during the rare moments that I’ve not delayed my viewing of American Idol by enough to whiz past everything paid for. They tend to have a sentence that starts with “Sure….”
The second strategy that we used to try during the days of “What will this advertising do to people?” was to move beyond the rational and into the emotional. We were going to SEDUCE them. The ESP (emotional selling proposition) was a defining to 80s advertising as Thatcherism was to society (though she’d have denied its existence) – and its legacy was about as long.

The ESP led agencies to say things like “We’re not here to sell things to people, we’re here to make them want to buy”

This strategy was about FOSTERING DESIRE and everyone wanted to do it, because it meant bigger budgets, glamorous work and awards galore.

The word that acted as lube to this strategy tended to be ‘aspiration’ – we suddenly realized that we didn’t have to show our brands in relation to people’s actual lives. They didn’t have to argue that they could solve a real life problem and leave hands that did dishes as soft as your face – no, they could promise to be a gateway to a more fabulous, imagined life. One full of yachts and beaches and Yasmin Le Bon. Yes, you too could be Duran Duran.

Ask any British person between the ages of 35 and 45 to give you an example of this style of advertising and they’re very likely to show you a Bacardi cinema ad. In this a yacht serves as ‘the last bus home’ and beachside bar as ‘your local pub’ etc. and the line “If…. You’re drinking Bacardi”

There were other ways in of course – but the shift here was from winning the argument rationally to winning it by proving that you were a better gateway to a better life. It made for some great work. Instant Coffee became fodder for glossy soap-opera affairs, small cars migrated to Château in the South of France and phallic chocolate bars were consumed only by gorgeous people in bathrooms bigger than the average British house.

The really clever people managed to mix both messages. Levis advertising always took a rational point (shrink to fit, button flies, double stitched) and wrapped it in a heady mix of sex, rebellion, hormones and glamour.

‘Aspiration’ is a word still bandied about by clients but the days of the Imperial Leather family on their private jet now seem as naïve and dated as the Two Tarts in A Kitchen (there’s a cleaned up phrase) advertising of the 50s.

So the question when I started was

“What will this advertising do to people?”

These days that question has changed. We’re asking something else entirely. These days the brief asks the question

“What will people do with this communication?”

It’s a fundamental shift. And one that I think one of the big agencies summed up very nicely when a terribly bright young planner there wrote this

“For too many years we’ve been in the business of Interruption. We found content that people were interested in and we got in the way of their enjoyment. Found an article that you love, we’ll put an ad in the middle of it. Want to know what happens next on your favorite TV show, find out… after the break. Want to get information online, click to close our banner.

Well technology has changed and the age of interruption is dead.

We need to stop interrupting what people are interested in, and be what people are interested in.”

The agency loved this, put it on their website, told clients about it, wrote it on their walls, put the young planner in their ‘high potentials group’ and then laid him off during a round of cutbacks – proving that in advertising you’re only as big as your byline.

But it does sum up the change and it does explain the sudden panic around agencies regarding ‘What to do?” in this brave new world,

I’m hoping that this book can provide a clear framework for thinking about what we do when the question changes and we’re all asked

“What will people do with this communication”

Or as I like to think about it – what do we do when the soundtrack is no longer Duran Duran singing “Rio” but Lily Allen singing her diary?

Tomorrow we’ll get to the meat of that one…

Monday, April 06, 2009

Not a bad day


isight
Originally uploaded by axb500
Got up this morning and was introduced to a very cool charity for whom I want to do some work

Saw a great looking Montreal apartment and got chatting to the owner, who works for an ad agency there and seems really sweet.

Got a call from Visa people saying that my correction was complete, pick it up tomorrow.

Good workout at the gym

Then on to two photoshoots. The first at the Detroit Opera House where they opened up for us to shoot video with a woman whose dress seemed to be made of noise.

The second with a cool blind blues singer, at the D.I.A - again opened up specially for us.

Came home to find an apology from the realtor who had confused our apartment with another and described us as 'pigs' to the landlord

Then Jude came home with a gift for me - a MacBook Pro that is sexier than my ass (and I have a GREAT ass) and means that I'm no longer chained to the wall upstairs.

Good day indeed.

Sunday, April 05, 2009

For those with 3mins and 48 secs to burn

This is where we live - spot the animals

Saturday, April 04, 2009

Photo day today


First a few dozen of Jude snapped after watching America's Next Top Model and noticing the light coming in through a gap in the blinds...

... then to Detroit to snap some Big 4 college basketball revelry and a slice of the Pussy Cat Dolls

before coming back and putting together a sexy, at home, maternity shoot for a woman and her husband, loving some of the ideas, hoping they hire me.

Not a lot you may think - but enough to take my mind off the fact that we'd planned to be in Japan where the cherry blossom is out. Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Fishmonger


Fishmonger of Tsukiji III
Originally uploaded by exhibitj
The guy who runs my gym is a big fan f tropical fish
He says that they're very calming

Next door to the gym is a great fishmonger

I want to put 2&2 together and have my guy at the gym pose in a yoga position in the middle of a mound of fish

I'll add the words "I find fish very calming"

I think that it's funny - now to make it happen

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

More Idol Ramblings


So this week American Idol did "Oh, just sing anything you want to" week. Except that they pimp'd the episode by saying "as long as it's on i-tunes" and forcing everyone to wear apple headphones during a segment where they visited Ryan 'at work." I've not had a taste this bad in my mouth since Manilla.

Anyway here's how it went...


Anoop -- "Caught Up"

Anoop really isn't the best performer. And this was just horrible. He bounced. He repeatedly flicked dandruff from his 80s jacket. He killed the beat. He killed the mood. He ought to be bottom three.

Megan -- "Turn Your Lights Down"

Megan is like a third rate, lobotomized Amy Winehouse. No shame in that, it's making money for Adele and Duffy. Trouble is that strange bird just doesn't realize it and instead grates out ice in blender vocal after ice in a blender vocal. Just nasty.


Danny Gokey -- "What Hurts The Most"

He of 'my wife is still dead' infamy resists the urge to sing 'She's Gone' and instead stomps his way over some Rascal Flatts nonsense in a way that has Paula peeling herself from her stool and the rest of world wistfully thinking 'second glass of wine time?'. Awful, shouty and he has moobs.

Allison Irehata -- "Don't Speak"

The fetal Suzi Quattro plays it safe with the song, loose with the outfit and should just scrape by.

Blind Scott -- "Just The Way You Are"

Blind Scott proves that he's contemporary by playing an old Billy Joel song, at the piano. He seems to have retired the adenoids this week, which is a good thing but really "Just the way you are"?


Matt Giraud -- "You Found Me"

Warty would be Chris Martin dry humps his Casio keyboard while belting out bad but anodyne notes to the horror of all concerned. "We keep seeing a different Matt every week" complained numerically dyslexic Kara. "And they all have warts" shouted back America


Lil Rounds -- "I Surrender"

Lil did everything the judges told her. She picked a big ballad, got all gussied up and belted it out. She looked 90, sounded bored and lost everything that anyone ever liked about her. Grow a pair girl.


Adame Lambert -- "Play That Funky Music"

Big gay tranny Meatloaf took a novelty song and added - More Novelty, throw in wobbly knees and bad skin and you have Paula warbling about Mick Jagger


Kris Allen -- "Ain't No Sunshine"
Stripped down, side mouthed singing from the man with the safety spot on Idol (last performer)....

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Could it be????




Jude has been after a pink wig forever, promising me all kinds of photoshoots when one is delivered.
Alas the wig store in Montreal was permanently closed
And Ann Arbor is too worthy for fun
So I wonder where she found it?

Looking at apartments in Montreal now - it looks cheap, which is good.
Also turning down more work based partly on work permit and partly on pride.
Writing more and more and determined to get a book churned out before July.


Sold a couple of lenses today and bought a wide angle with the money. Cool.
Other than that all is quiet, all is well

Monday, March 30, 2009

Taking Its Toll....


Taken Its Toll....
Originally uploaded by Monster Academy
So while I try to tell myself that being without an income is good and remind myself how good my last summer in the park felt it seems that my body isn't getting the message...

I panic whenever I feel as though I'm having fun.. should that be allowed

My joints are all covered in eczema

My face is peeling and my eyes are raw

My back feels as though I was mistaken for Monica Seles by a Seffi Graf fan

My beard has bypassed gray and gone straight to white (a portion anyway)


I need to chill
But that would make me feel guilty

Oh for a heroin habit

Sunday, March 29, 2009

More shoots



I have a couple of really cool shoots coming up and I have to say I'm getting really rather excited by the photo lark. Obviously I need to sharpen (okay get some) photoshop skills... but first I have to get photoshop.

I know that's a terrible admission... being a DSLR user without photoshop is like being a chinese chef without a wok. But hey I'm all unemployed and stuff...

Not much to say here. Still a no to London. Still not allowed to leave US and re-enter without an appointment at an embassy overseas to turn my visa letter into an actual visa. That still takes about 6 - 8 wks in total. Ciao Caribbean. Hello DeMoines.

Well ho-hum as they say in Doris Day movies

Friday, March 27, 2009

More Idol news



So it seems like Clearasil before picture and part time drag king Adam Lambert is a BIG GAY TRANNY.
Hurrah!

I've been calling him Tranny Meatloaf forever and now it seems that the boy likes his meat... hurrah and huzzah!
Of course it would have been hard for him to be any more out.
Closets lose their doors as he walks by.
But now thanks to the miracle of the interweb housewives everyone can stop voting for him - just like Jesus would have done.

This week's Idol was Motown.
Or in Adam's case "Homo-town" (geddit?)

Here's what the reprobates did...

First they went to Detroit, It was grim.
They visited "Hitsville" it was grimmer.
Smokey Robinson appeared - we checked for the Grim Reaper.

Then they sang.....

Matt Giraud did "Let's get it on" in a warty if Justin Timberlake was uglier and slightly dumpy way that had Paula panting (maybe its the girdles?) and the rest of us slightly perplexed.

Kris Allen ”How Sweet It Is” - went for the Johnny Matthis side mouth croon, lesbian shirt and equally lesbian sincerity. I've been less bored at 'let's see how long it takes granny to die" weekend parties. INexplicably the judges loved him.

Scott MacIntyre (”You Can’t Hurry Love”) sang as though somebody had dared him to 'sing nerd' - his nasal whine was almost drowned out by his attempt at Honky Tonk piano - but alas not quite. Randy thought that he was "better than that man" --- I'm beginning to think that blindness and tone deafness may be somehow linked.

Megan Joy (”For Once In My Life”) she should sing Amy Winehouse, then go home basically. Here she raced through the song, threw in a signature spasm or two, missed easy notes and tried to look 'quirky'

Anoop Desai (”Ooh, Baby, Baby.”) - the most boring version of the most boring song ever to be transmitted. Another two minutes and his mom would have killed his dad just so that she could throw herself on the pyre. Racist? No - observant.

Michael Sarver (”Ain’t Too Proud to Beg”) - Jesus may have built his oilrig and blessed his bootiful bebby durrrterrr... but if I wanted to see a fat eunuch version of Tom Jones I'd buy Englebert Humperdinkn tickets, thank you.

Lil Rounds (”Heat Wave”) - They dressed her like Tina Turner, she performed like Tina Micheals, the checkout lady at our local Costco. Smokey says she could sing the phone book, I kind wish she had. C'mon big ass, show us what you're made of.

Adam Lambert (”Tracks Of My Tears”) - Looking like a drag king, sounding like a drag mime, A-dame (tee-hee) Lambert did a 'straight' version of the song that would have made him a contender were it not for the taste his taste for cock left in the mouth of American housewives who know that BJs is a store - and a birthday one perversion and sin against Jezuz.

Danny Gokey (”Get Ready”) - His wife is still dead. That should keep him safe another couple of weeks.

Allison Iraheta (”Papa Was a Rolling Stone”) - the soon to be trailer park, drug addict lesbian showed Josh Stone what it was all about on this "never mind the verse I have a lick in the chorus" version of the old classic. Good but I have more chance of winning,

So that's it.... what next week I wonder

A no to London


So we decided against London. A few things weighing in. Visa stuff that would take a while, money stuff that would mean living frugally to really make enough for savings given the time lost to visas, and my need to be here for movers, finding a Montreal house, incorporating etc.

It seems odd being unemployed and turning down offers of interesting work with good people and six figure salaries attached... but the truth is that in the 9 weeks that I'd have been able to be there I'd not have the time to do a good job, not have the ability to fly home when I needed to and not made enough to overlook those facts.

Concentrating on getting things signed and getting back into the business of working all day now. A real shame as I'd have liked a London stint - if only to remind myself why it's not the place for me... but these things happen and you deal

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Am I fat and lazy?



So I finally got the offer that I've been waiting for in from London today. And if the dollar was still only worth half a pound it would be the kind of offer that I'd be all over. But the dollar isn't worth half a pound and now I'm in a quandary.

You see the money is really good for someone living in the UK. But I wouldn't be living just in the UK. I'd still have a house and expenses (extra expenses actually) in the US. And I'd have flights. And the extra money would trigger tax on the income we get from our house.

The only way to really make it work would be for me to share a place. In Essex. Which might be an adventure. But an adventure that I thought that I'd left way behind. Long ago.

So it comes down to this. Am I prepared to abandon family for three months, to share a house, to spend time on planes in return for something to do and (if I live frugally) about an extra $10 - $15k in the bank account?

I know that most people would scream "Yes" to this. But then the situation here is complicated. And maybe I'm just too fat and lazy to actually do this. Or maybe the time could be better spent elsewhere.

Oh - and the visa people have me down as German. Pushing things back by 2 weeks. And generally buggering things up. Great.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Inching toward an agreement



I'm slowly inching my way towards an agreement that might see me in the UK for the next three months or so. What's standing in the way are the usual things agreement on money, start date and end date - but also the need for the paperwork on my new visa to arrive before I head off elsewhere. Which, from a distance, makes me seem complicated and a bit of a risk. We'll see what happens. I'm interested, but only at the right price.

Pictured is my very scruffy dog (the groomer is chock-a-block) and her less scruffy daycare fave. Velcro won't let the woman out of her sight and circles her as though she were a stray goat from the flock. No idea why they bonded - but they have so when the door opens and it's daycare days I have one very happy animal on my hands.

Looking for a quick trip within the US too. I'm thinking Miami. Jude is thinking further afield (like not in the US, not a long weekend and not somewhere that speaks English)... that will depend on the When with the UK job. And on the If I guess.

Other stuff happening too... but I can't really lay it out here yet - esp as I signed an NDA on it.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Legal


Caution
Originally uploaded by Penny Green
Well we got confirmation of our change of status... which is good and means that Jude can now work again and I can stay here as long as she does.

Well that will be the case when the paperwork lands in our mailbox. What we have right now is an e-mail saying 'approved' and instructions to wait for the paperwork.

Good news as it means that we'll be able to travel again. Again once the paperwork arrives.

Still no news on Springtime in London for me.... grrrrrr. Will give it until Thursday and then write it off as an opportunity that wasn't to be. I've uncrossed my fingers but still have an eager eye on my inbox... if that makes sense.

Anyway just a quickie today as I have calls to make and internet sites to search - as well as ex-clients to thinly disguise as members of the underworld in my new 'who knew it was a comedy?' book

Sunday, March 22, 2009

My next two shoots


I have some amazing people lined up for my next two shoots...

Here's how I described the ideas at casting...


**********SHOEBOX FULL OF SECRETS*************

I'm looking to mix the look of Found Magazine with the intensity of Post Secret... and I'm looking for people willing to go there with me...

What do I mean?

Here are a couple of examples....

The model acts out a scene that's close to their own heart... one story so far is of a girl had a topless pic that her boyfriend had taken of her when they were still at boarding school. She carried it everywhere as she was terrified that it would 'get found' even if she threw it away... We're going to re-enact that image (10 years later) with her holding the pic... she then signs the image "I used to be terrified that someone would see me like this"

Have another guy who had a stash of pretty tame gay porn when he was younger... he kept it in the attic. Going to shoot him upstairs, in late 80s clothing surrounded by similar mags - he signs it"My parents will never know about this either."

It doesn't have to be sexual, it just needs to be personal.

The second is the idea that I'm really interested in

*** PUBLIC VS PERSONAL SPACE****

I have an idea for a series of images that try to capture the difference between how we all want to be perceived (especially as people who work with images) and what the rest of our lives look like.

What I'm looking to do is shoot in two parts.

The first shoot is all about capturing images of everyday life. It will be black and white and grainy and photo journalistic. We're looking for around 120 images of you going about your everyday business in the house as though there are no cameras there. Waking up, brushing your teeth, showering, throwing things in the microwave, throwing things at the TV. We capture 'real life'

We then print those images and use them to create a giant mural / montage that will act as the backdrop for the second shoot (and final image)

This mural will be around 7 feet high and 12 feet across and we'll shoot you in color, in front of it in whatever costume, make-up etc. you'd most like to be seen in.

The idea is to use our life as a backdrop for your larger than life images.

This is an idea that I'm really, really excited by. The first part is going to take some time, and some patience but the final images should be revelatory... and how often can we say that?


THE RESPONSE so far has been terrific, I love the people that are coming back to me and the stories that they want to tell.


In addition went out into the Ann Arbor sunshine today and managed to turn this innocent scene into something that has a bit of a story... fantastic. Loving life

Friday, March 20, 2009

Filling in time while people deliberate


So I made my pitch for the job in London and am now waiting for a decision.

In my favor is that I'm good, they know of me, I work quickly and I have a reputation for being able to work with designers.

Working against me is the fact that I don't know when I'll be allowed to leave the US, will only be available for 3 months at most, am murderously expensive (by UK standards) and have a reputation (undeserved I think) for being at the cool end of the spectrum when it comes to the kinds of clients I excel on.

More in the minus pile. But hey we'll see how it goes. If there's cash, a car, a spring in London and some interesting work in it I'm all for it. If any one of those things falls out well then I have things to do here, an internet full of pretty people doing kissing and a shed load of details to sort before Canada.

So it's a waiting game. Today I waited for and with The Script. I like them. They played the spiritual home of the Borders book chain here in Ann Arbor today and were mightily good I have to say.

"Hope you enjoy the album, it was a labor of love" they said to each signee; blissfully unaware of the Hue and Cry songs that set off in my head...

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Love is a burning flame



So did a marathon reality viewing session last night and ever since have had "Ring of Fire" in my head. Not that Adam Lambert's version was any good mind. Adam is the person that Paula is most likely going to jump on this season (after the odd looking guy who seems to be milking his dead wife for every vote he can)... but it's weird as Adam is kinda a tranny Meatloaf, with bad skin. Really bad skin. He ripped of Buckley and ended up sounding like The Doors on an off night in Morocco but fair play to him...

Alexis Grace (a name or an incantation?) went home for murdering Dolly Parton's Jolene while looking very much like the bird like songstress. She narrowly lost to a fat bloke who seems to like his family and his blue collar. Which was a shame. Sure they need a little blue collar in there but this guy is more Michael Bolton with an appetite than Springstein. Best seen him described as Michael “Jesus Built My Oilrig” Sarver

Other idolists? Lil Rounds, a woman with a voice as big as her ass. And that's sizeable. Like Floridian.

Anoop, an Indian with the soul of an accountant who seems to have more and more family in the crowd every week. Seriously somebody ought to call the INS because give it another three rounds and we have a potential Black hole of Calcutta tragedy.

Kris Allen looks square jawed enough (though jowly parents hang out in the crowd like specters of 'I coulda been a contender' future) - he's a crap balladeer, so he'll make top 8

Megan Joy I like - she moves like a bird that has fallen from its nest, in short broken hops and sounds like a bird who has had it's larynx crushed by a nazi jackboot. But she's cool and quirky and looks suitably mortified in the dreadful group singing bits.

Danny Gokey has the dead wife. And the misty eyes. And Paula's number.

Allison Iraheta is 16 but sounds like Suzi Quattro. I like her. She's like a less drunk version of the mad nurse they had a while ago. She rocks it like it's a wedding rehearsal dinner and is the most likely to shill for a local abortion clinic I think. Something about her says 'trailer park in your future missy'... I hope it's an airstream

Scott Macintyre is blind. Which is great during the group numbers. Mainly because it seems that the other 'idols' are daring each other to lead him closer and closer to the edge of the stage. This week Paula cruelly told him to lose the piano, if she's spun his chair around quickly enough she might have accomplished physically.

Anyway as penance for all of this nastiness here's a pic of me to poke fun at

Better yet

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Why I've been a bad, bad, blogger


I've not been as regular with these blogs lately - and the weird reason is that I've been busy. Really busy. Take yesterday, phone interview in the morning, talk to broker before lunch, run to gym, 4 hours in the dentist chair, come home, cook, couple of hours spent looking for Canadian places to live online and thats without factoring in the photos that I have to edit, the website that I'm keen to run my eye over or the people whose calls need returning (including a guy who wants to buy a kit lens from me, SCORE)

So sorry that these have been infrequent and about as interesting as a Gillian 'Poo Lady' Marathon... but times are frantic right now

Monday, March 16, 2009

First day of unemployment


So here in Catch 22

11 - Can't work in US as I'm without a Visa

22 - Can't leave the country until I get a new non-working Visa

But today was nice. The sun shone. The temperatures improved. The dog was walked. The cars was serviced. Pictures were worked on. Phone interviews were set up. White papers were written. Books were drafted. A vivid nightmare was outlined as a horror movie elevator pitch,

Tomorrow - root canals, more photo work, phone interview with Europe.

Meanwhile House(!)

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Y-ouch



Yesterday I had my first gym injury.

I hurt my back jumping rope.

Today I shot 7 models in the Harajuku style

The camera was heavy

My back feels worse

This evening we saw a really good Varsity Hockey game - much dancing

Again the back feels it

Hoping that the Rockwell exhibition at the DIA tomorrow is less strenuous.

Meanwhile this is what happens when your 9am cancels and only your wife is around...

Bless her polyester thigh hi stockings

Not the best shot this but the first outta the cam

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Yet more hush-hushery


I'm starting to get very excited by a couple of the prospects flying around at the moment. One I really have my fingers crossed for will keep me out of trouble for the spring. It could also get me deep into a client before 'going it alone' in June / July.

The other thing that's exciting is that 'going it alone' might not mean being alone after all. There are people out there that I've always wanted to work with; some of whom have skills that are totally complimentary to mine -- and there's a chance that Alternate Hypothesis might not me a one man band - or even called Ha.

All very vague I know. But if things go to plan (and I'm aware that they rarely do) I might have a job for the spring, a company that's partly my own by summer, a backbone of regular income based on selling some of my time, relationships with a couple of clients and the chance to partner with people that I love and respect.

Meanwhile sitting tight, writing lots, enjoying sunny but cold weather and hassling and hustling things along

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Who knows, perhaps, maybe


Can't say too much about this.. but there is a chance that a job that people have been talking about from different angles might just happen. It's still early days and the stumbling block may be that I only want the job for a couple of months but it and I am looking hopeful.

Post Canada things are starting to look as though they might fall into place too.

Plus today I managed to clean the house, we got our change of status acknowledged, the sun came out and pilates felt as though it was kicking my ass.

Not a bad one... now if only I could stop models dropping like flies...

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Possibilities


All kinds of possibilities opening up to me today. I've been talking about becoming part of a team looking at new ways to do planning. I've been talking to some agencies about innovation and how to train people in the processes of innovation. I spent some time talking to someone who asked whether I'd be interested in teaching at a University (that would really bug the proper academics, lol) and recently I've had the idea of going 'client side' floated past me...

All good, all speculative and all delayed until June for legal reasons.

Meanwhile I'm about to shoot eight models (I'm banking on 5 showing) this Saturday. So preparing for that.

Monday, March 09, 2009

Moving...


So things finally started moving for me today.

First a lot of people came back and told me what I kinda knew. The chance of something short term between now and the end of June is slim to non-existent. Get used to it.

But there is interest. There are opportunities post June. There are people doing interesting things. And something may well be through soon - pending an agreement on funding and my cash demands.

Besides that I have my book to write, someone else's book to edit, two start-ups looking for help, an ex-client that I won't leave in the lurch, a company to set up and a trends piece that needs some serious thought.

Not a bad day - and a busy one.
Thank the Jezuz

Sunday, March 08, 2009

Ah New York


New York City Feb 2009
Originally uploaded by stevenjude
The thing abt New York is that it's full of opportunity.
Or it would be if I had a visa to take up that opportunities there

But I don't
And so I had to grimace my way through the weekend
Explaining again and again why I can't work here, even when work is offered.

Still it was 20c, sunny and full of people that I really like.
The New York office was funkier
And the people there happier
Plus I saw some old faces that seemed younger than ever

Fun time, let's see where it leads now...

Thursday, March 05, 2009

We're in New York City

nothing to report yet - but jude looking fetching in new sweaters

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Things moving...


Halden Ainderloch
Originally uploaded by Shadow Viking
So we fly to New York tomorrow to see what's happening there that may point toward a new direction for us. Wow that was convoluted. Wanna see what kind of thing NY has in mind re. our working together. That's better.

Offloaded The Mustang to the dealer who ripped me off least obviously.

Submitted all of the documents we have so that Jude's people can get her Visa application in

Went into my office for the last time to hand back all of their equipment.

Wrote to an ex-client in a bid to pacify them and smooth things out.

Starting to feel like a new page. We'll see

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Hurrah for academia

I have to say that while I tend to think of academia as being slow, stuffy, heavy on red tape and arcane in its ways the response from Judith's people on our need for new visas has been fantastic.

They've found a way that she can keep working through to the end of her contract - though she may have to take a break while a new visa comes through, losing a month of pay. Not a bad trade off. It would also mean that I could stay too - though I'd not be able to work.

May have some news on that front too - though it would require a big favor from someone and I'm not sure that what I'm asking is in their power to grant. We shall see. Nothing rosy, but nothing ashen either.

And Jude gave me a name for my new company. Her million dollar education finally paying off. I love it. Registering it and then I'll have more.

Oh and fingers crossed for a stock rally - I have some assets to liquidate...

Monday, March 02, 2009

Herding Ducks


DSC04767
Originally uploaded by stevenjude
So it looks as though my loss of job has some pretty serious implications. The biggest one of which is that it means that Jude can no longer work either. Which means the loss of two incomes. Damn.

It might also mean us having to leave sooner rather than later. And the thought of having to pack up and get out of dodge so quickly isn't one that I'd really wanted to deal with.

We have some options - and we're exploring those. And I'm still waiting to hear from my company lawyers... but right now I feel like the sheepdog we saw at the Detroit Dog show yesterday - trying to keep my ducks in a row

More when we know it

Saturday, February 28, 2009

The mood darkens


Quite the change in tone here in the last 48 hrs huh?

Well yesterday I lost my job
Today I got hit with a $16,000 tax bill
Sunday I shall do as the Lord doth command and rest
Monday I talk to lawyers to see whether we'll be deported

Then it's a flight to New York to talk potential new role
Before coming back to the poorhouse - okay, okay the poor loft - to work things out.

Only real concern is the Visa as it would mean Jude also getting the boot.
It would also send us off on a 3 month - round the world adventure that might prove to be ill-planned

We shared lunch today... how long before we have to?

Friday, February 27, 2009

Another day, another life experience


I lost my job today. Well when I say I lost it, rather it was eliminated. I wasn't expecting it - which given the economy and the fact that the people I'm working for are cutting huge swathes of employees was pretty stupid. And so walking into a room that had the head of department and a strange woman wasn't ominous at all. You see I was looking to negotiate by disappearance from the company.

We're moving in June to Montreal; I was hoping to work through to May and then take a bit of a break before starting to look for something interesting to do up there. I'd been open with everyone about this and that had been my "downfall"... the company was looking to lose people, I was leaving anyway why not bring the two dates together.

I'm glad actually that I was honest. Because it means that someone who needs the job for their family gets to stay in it - and that I have a month with no income to worry about. That's not really a big deal in the scheme of things - we've made enough, saved enough and have put ourselves into a position where that kind of thing isn't really a worry.

Plus I'm meeting with people in a different office of this company next week to talk about an arrangement that is close to my dream job. That was always planned. Things have been moving along and Thursday / Friday may see us seal the deal on that. So it may well be that I end up doing exactly what I've always wanted to do, with the people that I like most in the company, owning a slice of my own life again and working from wherever in the world that I want to work. Just wish that I'd had that meeting today rather than next week, timing is off but hey, better position than most people, huh?

Thursday, February 26, 2009

The object of my affection


I'm really wanting to buy the old Minolta Beercan lens. It's well built, pretty sharp, good in low light and has a decent range. Once I have it in the bag I'm pretty much covered for most occasions.

Of course a friend had told me to buy the camera body only. That once I'd sniffed out a decent old Minolta lens I'd sneer at the included Sony Kit lenses - with their lightweight construction and use of plastic. I bought the kit lenses anyway - they were part of a deal that meant that they were very close to free... but he was right. I have two Minolta lenses at the moment and I'm looking to add a third.

They have great color. The build quality is good. And they're faster than the included Sony lenses, while being a lot cheaper than G series or Zeiss lenses. This will be the last lens for a while and I'm currently trying to outsmart the people in E-Bay in a bidding war that's pyschological as well as being about being willing to pay more.

It's a big old lens. And it's heavy. But it would be the last one that I needed. And in a world were size and weight are second only to provenance it will buy me acceptance - or at least end the questioning.

6 hrs to the end of the auction... how high should I go? Prices are through the roof at the moment - part reputation, part Sony DSLR taking off, part rarity, part seller greed, part buyer stupidity. I'm just too late for bargains, but just the right side of investment.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

What to blog about...


These days I'm finding it hard to keep my mind straight enough to Tweet, let alone to blog.

Part of this is down to pain - and to the drugs that have come along with the pain.
Part is a winter hibernation in Michigan
Part is this is the large part of me that's permanently distracted by the thought that I could be out taking pictures.
Part is the fact that the next 4 months are limbo months - we move in June; what before then?
Part is a temporary lull in the workload
Part is passing 1000 posts here

Some is having the computer upstairs and the people and things I love downstairs
And a large part is me still self censoring.

A couple of trips on the horizon may help change that.
Let us see....

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Time for implants

I've mentioned here before that there's nothing more shaming than opening a British mouth to an American dentist. In fact I think that in the 1001 posts on this blog (yup we're up to 1001, how many have you read?) I've mentioned just about everything, but the dentist is a reoccurring one.

Well this week has been one of emergency dental treatment. It started when I went to see the hygienist. As she scrubbed I noticed that the bridge I have back left was loose. She sent me to a dentist. He removed the bridge using some weird old equipment and a pair of pliers



Under it he found one tooth that was decayed. So he filled it, replaced the bridge and made appointments for longer term solutions to be discussed.

Sunday hit and agony. Temperature hurt. Pressure hurt. My ears ached. I paced. I swore. I lost focus. I downed hard to get Codene. Youch. And double ouch. And aye-yeye-arggghhhh.

So today I go back - we remove the bridge again. Root canal, temporary rebuild, warning that it's going to hurt like hell post anesthetic, and then an appointment to discuss implants. Which cost between $3,000 and $10,000 a tooth but will last longer than me and 'survive cremation'. That appointment is March 10th.

Come back to look at implants and find this image which I have to say I rather like. There's something about hellboy implants that makes me think 'hell yeah'...

Does that make me odd? Probably. But hey if you're going to get silicon chest implants why not get ones that get you noticed.

It's also a great motivator to stay in shape... you're going to want to show that body off.

Anyway that's been my day - pain, dentist, gym, queasiness, internet, nausea, blog.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Feverish Scribbling


I'm finally sitting down to write my book.

Well actually it's taking shape in a weird way.

It's a book on Advertising Shapes - the 20 shapes that can get people to look at a problem again and with a fresh set of eyes

It could be why it's wrong to look for insight, or new places to look

It could be looking again at how conversations work or deciding that it's time for a little less conversation, a little more action.

So I started by writing the titles of the 20 slides - in powerpoint
I then went back and changed each one - making them a tad more interesting

Once I'd done that - and still in powerpoint - I wrote the single paragraph synopsis of the idea.

I then printed that out and hand drew the diagram that explained the synopsis.

After which I added some pictures and presented to a bunch of people.
Tape recorded that as it was full of annecdotes and examples that I'd forgotten I had.

Added those to the powerpoint

E-mailed the audience for other examples that helped prove my points.
Added those.

Am about to post the whole thing to a planning board - to get more feedback.
After which I'll take it all to Word.

An odd way of working - but it is working and I should have a draft within a month.
Cool.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

What life looks like


More snow here at the moment
And temperatures plummeting down into the negative teens again
Roads not gritted
Sidewalks just murderous
And the town shrouded in boredom

Not great...

Thursday, February 19, 2009

mouth full of crap


Just back from the dentist who mused "I've never seen someone with dental hygiene this good and teeth this bad":

Luckily a big part of what he was talking about was the dental work that I had done in the UK - lots of things that were made to a size and then drilled to fit, or put in at odd angles and cemented with the kind of toxic materials that are now related to blood cancers (go figure)

Unfortunately one bit that needs to be fixed is a tooth that was under a bridge. It's not in good shape, meaning that the foundation for the bridge is also shaky. So I have an appointment to see some people who will look at the possibility of implants (an 8 month process) as well as at other reconstructive options. Not cheap, but then when it comes to being able to eat, smile and talk neither am I.

More fun was last night's Sketchy... marvelous. As evidenced (partially) by this picture.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Sketchy's


I'm off to a Dr Sketchy's tonight.

It should be a lot of fun; I'm hoping so anyway.

Saw some great new products from a client today - kinda artistically related and so I'm feeling pretty much ready for a drawing / photo adventure. Should be good.

Other than that things are moving at glacial pace but gathering momentum - that's the thing about inertia; you just need to put your back into the intitial shove and you're away.

Tired though. Late nights and 5.30 mornings (for the gym) slowly taking their toll and the bags under my eyes are looking more and more permanent.

Okay - time to pack up for art... the pic here btw is called "And then he left" and I have to say that despite its roughness I rather like it

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Excited....

So with a trip to Japan coming up and with photos now running in my veins I think that I've come up with a really nice idea for a photo shoot.

I shoot Detroit models in the classic Harajuku style (like this)









and then go to Japan and try to arrange to shoot Japanese models in the classic Motown style... like this


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I already have the person who did this makeup onboard...




So I'm about ready to roll... have to be in New York first weekend in March - so shoot set for second weekend

Meanwhile am shooting a blind, motown icon for a website... alles gut....

Me happy

Monday, February 16, 2009

Montreal


Over shadowed
Originally uploaded by stevenjude
Well we're back from Montreal - which was cold but proved to be a real city. Now I hate being in a new place with a person that's also new to a place... basically because I love to introduce people to things; and when I don't know anything that becomes a real issue for me. I get frustrated. And edgy. And pretty hard to be around as I assume responsibility for a role that I know I shouldn't be playing.

Luckily Judith gave me a kick half way through the day and we downed the guidebooks, eased the pace and had a much nicer rest of the day (and next day) wandering, partaking in pastries, drinking wine and generally taking it easy.

It's not a bad place at all. Okay so the B&B that I chose seemed to be on the Rue De Poo. And had no door on the bathroom, which was kinda weird. And yes the restaurant that I chose for Valentine's day proved to be the one place that Judith had been to. And was having some kind of alarm go off every 30 seconds. But we got up, left and were somewhere cooler after 5 mins of walking. A sign of a good place.

Plus we saw some areas that would be interesting bases as places to live. We ate some good food at a reasonable price. We saw interesting shopping. And I found the mags that have the stuff that I'd love to see.

So not a bad trip at all. Just a cold one. Brrrrrrrr.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Getting ready for Montreal


We're off to Canada for the weekend. A COLD weekend no doubt. Looking at -13c; which means packing the hat, gloves and unfashionable coat. But it should be good, the city is supposed to be swinging, the people French, the food good and the entertainment on tap and within walking distance.

Trying to get out all of my pics before I leave and finding that they're much improved in the post-process (a skill that I'm lacking but learning... I could grow to like this

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Itches to scratch



Looking at my pictures I've kinda confirmed that my niche is portraits. Now that might just be because they're easy, technically. Or it might be because I love faces. I'm not really sure which. And I'm not going to try to work it out. From here out I'll take what I take and see what happens. But I have an itch now. I want to shoot more. And then more. And then some more. I'm greedy for models. Hungry for venues. And I have a million images in my head. Busy months ahead, I hope.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Dearth of posts


There haven't been too many posts on here recently. I apologize for that. Kinda. You see the thing is that I started this blog in an attempt to keep people up to date with my health and treatment through the cancer thing. It was a selfish move, I was kinda sick of repeating 'no news' to everyone who called and e-mailed, so the blog was a noticeboard.

Over time though it changed. First it became a place to explore how I was feeling first about treatment and then about life. It forced me to put down the facts of what was happening and in doing so lay myself open to the feelings that those facts brought up. I had a couple of rules. Be honest. If you have to self censor don't post. And write for yourself rather than for an imagined audience (other than Dakota Fanning's agent)

Which brings me to the reason that I haven't posted recently. You see I posted a blog that someone didn't like. It wasn't offensive. It didn't libel anyone. It didn't use images of them that weren't already posted. It just told the truth, as I saw it (you can only do that) about a relationship. And then when challenged about it, I took it down. Completely violating every rule I had about this blog and rendering it invalid as a history of my thoughts at the time. I made the stupid mistake of appeasing someone rather than staying true to the reason for doing this. And in doing so I robbed it of integrity, just tearing its heart out.

All of which sounds quite lofty. It is after all not a blog of much consequence. It's rarely deep. It's often empty headed. Too often it's just fluff in the ether. But that just means that I should fight harder to keep the personal stuff in there. And I will. Or I'll give this up. But no more deleting the posts that people don't like. Especially when they're the ones that are most true.

Monday, February 09, 2009

Who knew?


Your place or mine?
Originally uploaded by stevenjude
I posted this on Flickr yesterday. It's still a little clean looking and I intend to yellow it ip a little but I liked the idea of somebody modeling urinals and besides it's where the poor girl had to change. So not a great image but it has attracted some interesting groups... "girls using urinals" seems to be a whole area of the web that has hitherto escaped me. And I can't say that I'm sorry.

It seems that when it comes to pictures and the internet the really money is in the margins. The narrower your niche the more the people are willing to pay. Not that I'm being paid.

Which brings me to the question I was asked. "Why pay for gas to get to an event, then pay an entry - just to take pics that you're not going to sell or publish?"

The answer is two-fold. The easy one is that I want to get better at this photography thing. And the best way to do that is to take more pictures. So I'll do whatever I need to be out there taking pictures.

That of course begs the question - "but why do you want to take pictures?" - which is altogether more complicated. I guess that the easiest anyswer is that it's the quickest way to get what I have in my head into the world. Not that I ever had this shot in my head. It was an improvisation. And that's what I like. Just having to think. To be responsible for an idea from beginning to end. To have to sell the idea to a model (who is also working for free) and then adjust as they bring their thoughts and experiences to bear on it.

I loved this weekend. Two of my models had no experience. So we made it informal. We laughed some. I moved them around. We tried things. Two were experienced - so we got the shots fast then just relaxed and had some fun. One was up for something new but caught in what she usually does, so we started big and dialled back.

But other stuff happened too. The hotel had no electric sockets on any of the floors we used. So I lost my lights. My flash lost its feet so I couldn't mount it on a tripod. The areas with good natural light were booked by people who'd used paypal - so I was either flooded or in the dark.

But we coped. We got some shots. We left feeling more creative than the people we passed on the street and in the knowledge that the world now had more art in it - even if it was bad art.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

My weekend looked like this...


(lots) more to come... but first I have 1000 shots to convert from RAW (or ARW as Sony insist on calling it)