Not only did I take the best shots of my entire life, I took the greatest Tinkerbell picture of all time! It started off as an awful day, with me hating absolutely everyone, and then got worse. I conquered my hatred and started loving the people in my lens. I took photos on Main Street of guests and the Mayor, as well as Virginia, who campaigns for women to get the right to vote. I asked her if she put the suffering in the suffrage movement. When I took her picture, she sang out, in an operatic voice, CHEEEEEESE! ...after which I asked for another cheesy photo. I shot Bee A. Starr, and the Fireman. And the Clydesdale pulling the trolley, and posed guests all over the old-timey cars waiting for the street shows. And after an hour, a guy from Quality Assurance showed up to tell me all 316 photos were ruined. My flash exploded. I raged against a multi-billion-dollar corporation that cant provide working equipment, to which he replied, I always notice my flash. You will all remember how sick I was when I forgot to turn on my flash and ruined good photos...and swore it would never happen again? Well, it did. I returned to Main Street with a working flash, hating everyone again. Why did I even bother coming to work? After an hour, I got my energy back. After my lunch break, I got assigned to Tinkerbell. Real magic happened there. She had my favorite attendant, a huge New Zealand islander named Hirini. We worked Chip N Dale together, and I knew he was smooth, attentive, and funny, willing to play along. Tinkerbell wanted to play Hide n Seek. She hid on top of a teacup in plain sight, hands over her eyes. I took her photo through a hole in a playing card...a no-no, because there were no guests. I hid behind a tree, after pre-focusing my camera, so I could jump out and shoot the guests. They walked right past Tinkerbell to gigantic Hirini...hiding behind a skinny crayon. He must be 310 pounds of solid muscle, but looked like a little kid, hands over his eyes. Tinker Bell put on the best show of her life, coated in glittering pixie dust, which she rubbed on all the guests. She told girls they were beautiful, and forced them to say their names LOUD, with confidence and pride. I shot dreamy photos... Finally, a girl in a glittering Belle dress appeared with a big Tinker Bell doll. I broke all the rules. I asked her to throw the doll into the air. In the photo is the little girl with a pretty dress. Above her, Tinker Bell, screaming her head off, FLYYYYY And above Tinker Bell? The doll, feet together, perfectly posed, captured in midair.. flying. Forever. I submitted it for shot of the week. It deserves shot of the YEAR! And I wrote a note to Tinker Bells boss, Fairy Mary, telling her how wonderful she was. Too bad you will never, never see that photo. Tinker Bell? I love you.
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 22:03:48 +0000
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