Okay,
here we are. The first false light in. I have become of those who carry their own
light with them in their suitcases.
Well,
manufacturer boxes, as I cannot ATM afford anything other than the light.
Just
one. A light. But it packs a punch.
G et moi
drove to the capital to see how exactly the lights offered in the only shop
with studio gear found so far, actually looks like. This was a good plan. As it
turns out, the ones I had my eye set on were shit. If I ordered them on-line, I’d
have been heartbroken.
Ultimately,
for the budget I had, instead of three lights and a frame for background, I
came home with just the one light. It’s shiny – nowhere near as shiny as I
would need for bigger things, but shiny enough to try and learn how to use it
to the best of its possibilities. I also purchased the big oblong reflector
thingie and ages ago, a long long time ago, I incidentally bought on-line and
have never been able to use until now, a particular beauty dish. Which I now
need to find under a mountain of unused gear.
Now I
need a patient victim to practise on. And I need to figure out transport,
because once we managed to assemble the softbox, I am NOT doing that again.
… and
now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll go and try to fold back the fucking shiny thing ….
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