I’ve had my creative shot taken at Colorpoint this morning. The service was a big disappointment for me. Frank and I were the only customers there and I noticed that they didn’t care much about us. They didn’t work as hard as they would if they had a full house. I seriously believe that even if we were the only people there, they should give us the attention we deserve! We’re paying them (lavishly) for that!
Now I can only speak for myself, since I was the only female-customer there and they had to work twice as hard for female customers because of the hair & make-up.
In fairness, I don’t have any complaints about my make-up artist (Angie) because he went all out to “pretty-fy” me (as Sir Orsal would say
). The amount P350 for hair and make-up plus the “underground P100 fee” for my use of the artist’s costumes and accessories were all worth it.
What really disappointed me was the know-it-all photographer who doesn’t know anything. Before I continue, I wish to inform you, my dear readers, that I was a Greek goddess in my creative shot. Having said that, let’s go back to the story. Here’s what happened:
I entered Studio A.
Photographer: Sige hija, maupo ka na diyan. Paano ba ang gusto mo?
Zarah: Kayo nalang po magsabi sakin kung pano magpopose.
P: Hindi pwede yon. That’s why it’s called a creative shot. Idea mo dapat ang gagawin mo.
Z: Eh wala nga po akong maisip eh. Kayo nalang po ang bahala, ok lang po.
P: Eh kaya nga creative shot eh, dapat ikaw ang mag-iisip. Mamya kung anong ipagawa ko sayo hindi mo naman magustuhan. Mag-emote-emote ka nalang diyan.
I was really getting pissed off because I could see that he was eager to be over with the shoot but he wasn’t willing to help me think of a “creative pose.” Good thing, Angie was there and he neutralized the tense atmosphere in the studio. He helped me think of how to pose and even put in some encouraging words for me. I know that he knew I was already irritated with the photographer. After the shoot, the photographer allowed me to see my shots as well as the shots of the other customers.
While letting me see the creative shots of other people:
Photographer: O tignan mo, ang gagaling nila magpose o. Sila lang ang nag-isip niyan. May dala pa silang props.
I just looked at the pictures; I didn’t say anything because I knew I was being insulted.
Photographer (while showing me a picture of a girl with a “flying kiss-tweetums” pose): O, ganyan ang creative shot. Hindi yung ngingiti lang sa camera.
I was so pissed off; I hastily said thanks to him and left the studio.
As a photographer, it’s good to let the models pose and emote, if they had any idea what to do. But I didn’t have any idea, so naturally, I sought him for help. A photographer is like a director of a movie. Just as the director directs the actors on how to act, the photographer directs the models on how to pose and what to do in front of the camera. And besides, where can you see a GREEK GODDESS pose as a TEENY-BOPPER, PACUTE WOMAN? Right? Normally, goddesses in Greek mythology look serious and decent. If they do smile, they do it with poise. Not as a pa-cute, Star-struck finalist-like poses.
Needless to say, I won’t be going back to that studio anymore. If I do go back, it’s only to get my pictures. After that, it’s “Goodbye Colorpoint, no thanks to you!”