I was commissioned to shoot what I can only describe as “whacking material” (in a good cause – it was for her husband). It turns out that I am singularly inept at this genre. Given the subject’s and my inability to go about this in a cool, professional manner, I resorted to the fail-safe method: get her drunk. (It worked in similar circumstances with, however, a different aim in mind …)
But I do believe Woody Allen’s (in)famous remark is untrue. I’ve had a whale when… well, less said the better.
Canon 5DII + something. My recollection of thish event is shomewhat hazy. Best viewed enlarged.