The local paper asked me to shoot our village’s winter carnival… so I did. Not so much for the money, as for the prestige and exposure that is sure to inevitably turn me into a celebrity of sorts. Albeit, a very localized one, but I am a fame whore.
I actually have no idea how much they’re paying me. It was supposed to be $60 for 15 published photos but, thanks to the fiery destruction of a local landmark, only five made it in. So it could be $8.50 for ten hours of standing outside during a -24C cold snap.
It was fun, however. It has been a long, long time since I shot a non-family event of any kind.
But nobody showed up though. Except the organizers… and me. Which still feels weird. The only people taking advantage of the two-storey snow mountain, and the ice rink and all the other kind-of-cool stuff, on Saturday morning were the organizers and their kids — thankfully, otherwise I’d have no subjects in my shots.
There were lots of people at Sunday’s ‘vintage snowmobile’ exhibit, but they were all actually in the exhibit.
Anyway. I managed to get a few decent shots with people in them. This might be one of them.
I’m not sure if I prefer it cropped or not… so consider this my first ever “Is It Better Cropped, Or Not Cropped?” contest*. That’s right, now the Internet is interactive. You’re welcome.
*Winner gets to keep these two photos in their computer until they empty their cache. Everyone else gets slapped with a copyright suit for having downloaded them.