We were in Baltimore, to visit my favorite museum (AVAM) and check out a Harry Potter convention, when I showed my friend, Jen Pool, some pictures I was thinking of using on my author bio for The Insistence of Memory.
I had taken them myself with the self-timer feature on my camera, because I hate having my picture taken and just wanted to get it over with.
Jen is a fabulous, professional photographer.
Two days later, she was at my house armed with her camera and confidence that she could get a natural smile out of me.
Have you seen the episode of Friends when Chandler and Monica try to have engagement photos taken? Every time Chandler looks at the camera, his face freezes in a tortured mask of manic awkwardness. That’s me.
I know I’m not an unattractive person, yet I look at a camera and I suddenly don’t know what to do with my face. What does a smile feel like? Do the corners of my mouth go up or out? Why are my cheeks twitchy? Where do I look? How the hell do I make my eyes smile? (Smize?!?) Why am I randomly so aware of my eyebrows?!
It’s not pleasant.
Fortunately, Jen is used to taking pictures of unruly children and oblivious newborns. She can wave around props, offer hilarious encouragement, and hold a camera very still while waiting for a moment of naturalness to seep in.
In my case, that meant waving around a Bob Ross Funko Pop and calming me with (decaf) coffee.
We had an amazingly fun time, and she managed to get several great pictures! Thank you, Jen!!
I’ve sprinkled a few around my website here are a few more favorites: