Flash Burnout

Click. Telephoto lens. Zoom. In a shutter release millisecond, Blake’s world turns upside down. The nameless woman with the snake tattoo is not just another assignment. “That’s my mom!” gasps Marissa. Click. Saturated self-portrait: Blake, nice guy, class clown, always trying to get a laugh, not sure where to focus. Click. Contrast. Shannon, Blake’s GF. Total. Babe. Marissa, just a friend and fellow photographer. Shannon loves him; Marissa needs him. How is he supposed to frame them both in one shot? Click. Chiaroscuro. Lightdark. Marissa again, overexposed. Crash and burn. Talk about negative space. Click.