It has
been six
years
now,
that
both me
and my
manger
are
seeking
for THE
picture. I
have
tried it
all;
students
of
photography:
cheap,
but the
focus is
always
off, or
the
light is
too
"artistic".
Ironically
always
on THE
picture
that was
the
potential
headshot.
I
have
worked
with
expensive
fashion
photographers
that are
making
you look
stunning,
but
somehow
the
picture
looks
more
like
someone
else. I
remember
the day
I came
to the
photographer’s
lab to
work on
the
retouch...
He
wanted
to blow
my lips
up...I
was
tempted
but no.
Still,
he took
out ALL
of the
lines on
my face.
Up to
this
point I
was Ok
with
that,
but
then, he
started
to take
my
freckles
off!!!!
I
shouted
out of
pain:
No! Not
my
freckles!
It is
me, I
have
freckles.
He
told me
that he
just
wanted
to make
my skin
look
smoother.
I
surrendered,
but not
before I
was able
to
rescued
the two
last
beauty
marks on
my jaw
line.
The
final
headshot
looked
amazing
but way
too
pretty.
Not that
I am
not, it
is just
that I
am
different
pretty,
more
like
real
pretty. After
the walk
of fame
to find
the
photographer
that is
going to
make you
look
real
without
tearing
your
wallet
apart,
there is
the set
up for
the
frame.
This
is when
all the
actors
can be
so
grateful
for the
wonders
of
digital!
It is so
easy
now!
So
finally,
it took
me six
years,
and
finally
I have
the
pictures
that
look
like me,
and that
didn’t
cost me
a
fortune.
After
the "too
fashiony",
"too
artistic",
"too
unrecognizable",
the
picture
that
attracts
the
wrong
role...
I now
have
"the
working
pictures".
It is
the one
that
says:
This is
me, I am
ready to
work
with
you.
Because
it is
all
about
the work
for me.
Till next week,
Florence.