Four days of actual real-live Taking of Pictures at the set, and then two days of Remorse and Depression and Low-Level Anxiety. Yay Art!
Some thirteen setups and some seventeen total hours of shooting, and then it was all over:
Walls pulled down, window uncovered and opened, and RAW pics stored on two separate hard drives, and then feelings of Not Doing Enough swept in. I’m better now, and oddly enough, it’s still not over. I still have to run the RAW through Photoshop a couple of times, and then, according to the plan I have in the back of my head, I have short stories to write to go with the pics. But first, some time away from the Project, I think. Right now I keep looking at the pics and seeing all the flaws and the missed opportunities. So for now, it’s focusing on things Not of the Project. Like, oh, I dunno, catching up on Japanese film, or learning the LAMP stack for potential Employment, or going off to see RoboGames this weekend. Anything that doesn’t involve kneeling in dimly lit rooms and taking pictures of miniature furniture….
Oh, and I suppose I should clean up the workspace….
That’s so cool.