Willow never looks at me. The “twins” will/do. But, Willow, he’s a different cat. He never looks at me. We communicate. He gets what he wants. I know what he wants. We just never quite make eye contact. It’s subtle enough to have eluded me for so long. I realize now. Knowing is helpful. It’s like hugging without kissing. There is just something different. And, it’s different, (looking elsewhere). If you don’t know what I mean, then you don’t know. But, I get it, now.
Sometimes I unintentionally post something. What was I thinking? It’s trash. Replacement? Action shot – Elle in motion, well, just about. She was poised to leap. It’s not easy getting motion. One of the sisters – I cannot always tell who is who – posed at my current favorite spot. More cats, I’m cat proud. There’s always someone about to keep me entertained. The trick is to have a camera at hand. I have enough cameras to keep one near at hand wherever I am in the house. Lucky!
I’m searching for a new job. Photographer. Anyone with an iPhone is a photographer now. Need one? There are tons of poorly composed images. As in, bad composition. No matter. The tons of bad pictures make it hard to do business as a portrait photographer. You already have many many pics. The need to have a good one is much less when you consider the cost to pay for a good shot. Commercial? Not so easy either. If any of it were easy I guess there would be a great many professional photographers. I guess it’s easy enough. There are a lot of professionals. Big camera = professional? I wish. For the purchase price of a Nikon DSLR you are in! Hardly… as in nope! I fancy myself a cat portrait specialist today. They posed. Quirky, or straight on and into my camera. It works. I have better shots of cats than of my kids lately. Ha, my cats are captive and available.
There is no posing with cats. They do behaviors in their own time. Yawn or otherwise is not a thing that I can conjure. Spontaneous, it’s a fortuitous capture.
Lie still, don’t move. That works for me most of the time. I move in and shoot. They stare at me like I’m out of my mind. It works for both of us. No group shots please.
Elle, my most favorite cooperative model. She would run at the sight of a camera when we first met. Now, she’s resigned. What? Picture time? Ho hum…. She hides. I hunt her down…
Do you need a portrait? I know someone…
That rebozo? I didn’t want to let it go and get mailed without one more photo session. So!? You can never find or corral Elle. So, she’s not pictured. But like baby pictures, I posed each of the other six cats on the cloth. Three of the six yawned. I did not intend to get or expect them to yawn on cue.
I admit that I roused four from a sound nap to pose for me. Patch and Willow were curious. They were awaiting me to feed them. Hence, curiosity, but no posing. Nope. Feed me! Ray did not yawn. He was so sleepy, he just continued to snooze after I put him down. Now, I’m ready to go postal and get this rebozo on it’s journey.
This would be my “Nellie” pose. I took a lot of pictures of my dog Nellie, a Cavalier King Charles spaniel. Yup, I still miss her. Of all the poses I got, the quintessential one was with her head close to the floor and my camera at eye level. The picture is in the eyes. Spice was kind enough to cooperate.
I don’t usually get to pose my cats. And when they see me with a camera they are usually on the move. So, a bit of stealth is necessary. That often means that I don’t get to move the props around. You take what they allow. My mission is get a group shot. Ha ha. A pair is about the best I have done.