Creating A Valentine’s Card | Bloopers IncludedPosted by Katrina Kennedy on Feb 14, 2013 in Blog, Personal, Photography, Rejects | 6 comments
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Did you help your kids create cards for the day? Did you buy them from Target and sit at the dining room table writing them? We are a few years into that routine. I begin to
dread anticipate it a few months ahead.
Two years ago I set the bar a little too high on Valentine’s Day cards. I didn’t intend to. But, nonetheless. I did.
Last year I lowered the bar taking Ian to Target, placing him in front of the boxes of Star Wars Valentines and said, which do you want? He looked at me and said, “can we make them?” Foiled.
So we did. One eyed monsters. Fun. Time consuming. But fun.
This year I had an idea. I knew it would be easy to do. If I had cooperation.
I floated the idea by him one day when he was in a good mood. Thankfully he thought it sounded good.
So all we needed now was a little execution of said idea.
We started with ten minutes and a simple one light set up on white seamless paper. The paper hangs from the ceiling in my office and is easy to roll down once you move the chairs, the toys, the blankets, and random stuff that gets piled underneath it.
Getting the light just right is always the trickiest part. Since I was working fast (and didn’t plan enough time before bed time).
First test shots. I underestimated the juggling act of getting him in the right spot, getting the light at the right height, and having his hands at the right angle. His first smile was best, but the light wasn’t. So there were some bloopers.
And then we got it together. Mostly. It took a little coercing. We sang a song (Your Are My Sunshine) because he CANNOT resist singing it. It’s the seven year old thing I love most about him.
And then the mustache came out. His idea. Somewhere in those ten minutes of shooting, my husband said, “act like it’s going to crush you, but you are super strong.”
And then we had the photos! I couldn’t decide which to pick, so I had 5 version printed. It was just easier that way. A little wall mount stuff (what is that stuff anyway?) and a pencil and we were done. And his signature? He wrote it on a white sheet of paper and I pulled it right onto each photo. Done. Total time invested? 15 minutes. And we never sat at the dining room table.
That works for me!
When he looked at the third mustached photo he said one thing in a perfect Italian accent. All we needed was another photo in a green shirt to make it complete! Any guesses what he said?