Trick-or-treating was more fun this year because we'd lived in the neighborhood for more than a week. We didn't have to worry if we were going to get lost.
Halloween in general was also more fun because I could torture the cat--dressing him as a pumpkin for Scrappy's school parade. He was a good sport.
I was thinking about watching that episode of Chuck I had on DVR when I realized that I should probably continue to get my money's worth out of the rentals. I had wanted to see what the difference was between the reflectors and the diffusers included with the umbrellas, but decided instead to use my softbox and ring light. Why catalog lighting I don't own? The white board (and positioning of the slippers) is my catalog for future reference...
The shoot ended rather early (I consider anything before 6 p.m. to be early), so there was plenty of time to let the cats out and watch them entertain themselves. Streaky found a big fat fly to eat. I have no idea where the fly came from. Or, for that matter, the bumble bee the cats were chasing before the fly.
LV hates clothes for pets, but, when I said I wanted to get a little puffy jack-'o-lantern costume for Streaky, he was game. Streaky on the other hand... At least he didn't try to take it off right away.
I can't post the pictures I took earlier in the day, but this the family enjoying the new studio prop.
This reminds me of that time I bought a denim tube dress in Newark...
My days have been filled with editing, building web albums, retouching, revising web designs, illustrating for pet food labels, illustrating story boards, researching moral philosophy for a story, and setting up my next shoot.
These are three of the looks from the swimwear shoot. I had wanted to set up a beauty shoot, but the model I was able to get comes from an agency that prefers to send models to fashion test shoots. So I brought in a wardrobe stylist to make it a fashion shoot.
But I still spent plenty of time getting my beauty shots.
This is the picture LV took of me taking the previous picture.
Our dining room gets really great light. I hate to waste it, so I shot a few without the flash. This look is courtesy of LV saying I needed one with her hair pulled back and my last-minute bikini purchase.
The swimsuits didn't immediately get packed up. I left them out for my shoot the following day. This meant lots of yelling at the cats to stay away from all the dangling strings.
This is Streaky helping me spread out the bathing suits so I can send a picture of them to the wardrobe stylist. We had a box of suits leftover after a promo shoot a few years ago. I don't know how that happened...
Then I spent the rest of the day continuing to wrangle stylists who are looking to build their books and willing to travel.
With the heat wave, the cats aren't doing much except conserving energy. This was Sunday...
Monday afternoon...
and Monday night.
Cupid was being oddly quiet today, but that didn't stop him from finding ways to let us know he wanted to play.
My new batch of postcards arrived yesterday, but I haven't made a move to start printing new labels for the next round going out (advertising contacts). I still have to gather up my stack of cards that were returned (like six or seven) and find out why they were returned.
My postcards arrived today. (Shannon on the front, Tristan on the back, a dollar bill for scale...) The software for mailing lists arrived last week. The wave of feeling tiny swelled and crashed down about an hour ago. So many possible people to contact, so many cards to mail, one of me.
The Easter Bunny left a trail of candy from Scrappy's room all around the house. She didn't quite understand to follow it into the armoire where he hid her basket with more candy and a DVD and all that nonsense that goes with Second Christmas.
Yeah, I think the cup says it all.
The Bunny even looked out for the little cats, getting them a wind-up chick and a wind-up bunny. Neither was really a hit. I think I like them more than anyone else.
This is Streaky not caring about the wind-up toys and enjoying the early morning sunshine.
We actually all ate eggs this year--not just me.
Why just color hard boiled eggs when you can really say something...?
Scrappy storms through coloring her eggs. Basketball games and intricate designs do not distract her.
How LV keeps an eye on his standings...
How Cupid keeps an eye on what we're doing...
How Titi Julie's egg looked after Scrappy dropped it on the floor and then ate it...
How we discovered I can sing "More than Words"...
Why hang out on top of the G3 when you can climb into the garbage? Streaky likes paper. Especially recycled paper.
Eventually, after plenty of hours of being idiotic, the kittens wear themselves out so I can get some work done. Of course, at that point, it's time to leave or make dinner.
The cats decided to just chill out and be quiet while I tried to catch up on my retouching. So much retouching...
