Why head shots scare the hell out of me too
Some photographers don’t mind having their pictures taken. Guess what? I’m not one of them.
As I matter of fact, I hate having my picture taken.
I never enjoyed it because I didn’t think I was photogenic. The camera didn’t love me. Please, it didn’t even like me or barely tolerated me—unless I was holding it in my hands, then it is true love!
I always felt and still feel more comfortable behind the lens. That’s where I like to be.
However, one day, I had a full-blown, oh-hell-no, meltdown. I had to take a head shot for my bio. Like what? Are you kidding me? I’m the photographer, I don’t NEED a picture on my bio. They’ll see me in person.
As you might have guessed, I wasn’t a happy camper and fought the idea tooth and nail. I made up all kinds of excuses. My hair wasn’t right. I didn’t like the top I had on. I’ve gained weight.
And then I got over myself--fast. I needed this picture to build my brand and I needed a good one. I wasn’t going to let my stupidity and fear get in the way of my business. So, I reached out to my photographer friend and the call made their day. (They’d been trying to get me to pose for years!)
My friend is one of the best photographers around. I knew he was going to work his knowledge and make me comfortable as we did the shoot. I also knew that I was in good hands.
Oh, and “that I was not photogenic” mantra of mine, he made me forget it—fast! His knowledge of poses, lighting, and his expert direction kept me from screwing up my pictures by goofing off and making faces (It’s my opinion that photographers make the worse clients because we’re taking pictures even in front of the camera).
When my shoot ended, I realized that it wasn’t as hideous as I thought it would be and my pictures were really nice. I also realized that I made a big deal about nothing. I had a photographer who knew his stuff and made me look like me, with patience, direction and his photographic knowledge.
And that’s huge for a photographer who hates having her picture taken.