As some of you may know, each year I serve as the staff photographer for the annual recital put on by a local Japanese dance troupe. I look forward to it all year long, and I hope I'm not being immodest in saying the dancers really look forward to the photos.
I've had a lot of success in giving the photos a little "pop" by using a single strobe set up out in the audience on a tripod, fired by a radio trigger. I always attend rehearsal the night before the show and make sure I have everything set to give the results I want. I always come home and check the rehearsal shots on my computer to double-check. Everything was set up just as it should be and the rehearsal shots were lighted just like I wanted them.
Yesterday was the big event and somewhere between a third and
HALF my shots are totally f*cking ruined, something I didn't know until I got home last night. I sat here going through all the shots and was in total shock and disbelief, wondering what the hell had gone wrong. At first I thought I must have had one of those extremely rare events where somebody else took a flash shot at precisely the 1/180 second
my shutter was open...but they were coming up so frequently I had to rule that out. I thought that maybe my flash, a humble AF200T which has always been so reliable, had decided to go haywire on a lot of the shots. I set the flash for 1/4 power and I was amazed at how the whole stage was lit up like daylight for many of the shots and I know that even if it had been jumping to full power it is such a low-powered flash it never could have done
that much light. I thought the aperture blades on my recently acquired used FA43/1.9 might be sticking and not closing down. Nope....they work fine.
I was in total bumfuddled amazement staring at all the ruined photos and trying to figure out what had happened and why the girls aren't going to get many pictures this year and how I'm going to explain it to them. Then I noticed that an object placed way over on the left edge of the stage was throwing a shadow
straight to the rear and knew that it was physically impossible for it to have come from my flash, sitting on a tripod in the fourth row, center stage. That's when I remembered seeing a guy with a big "pro" setup and a monstrous huge "pro" flash atop his camera skulking in the shadows over on the left side of the audience. The son of a bitch had the optical slave enabled on his flash and every time his camera was pointed at the stage and I took a shot, I got
his flash too.
Yes, we had a sign outside saying photography was prohibited except by staff. Family wishing to take photos were asked to say so at the reception desk. In all honesty, family with P&S cameras aren't the slightest bit of trouble and affect my shots not in the least. I wouldn't care if everybody in the audience were using a P&S and even firing the flashes. There has never been a problem. But one guy who wants to sneak in and get some nice pictures for himself and wants to drag in his flash gear gets to f*ck it up for not just me but for the girls who work hard all damned year long and look forward to some nice quality photos to remember it by. Because he's not as "pro" as he apparently thinks his gear makes him and has no more sense than to be using optical slave in a venue like that.
A**holes like that are at least
one of the reasons some venues ban amateurs with "pro" gear. Let's face it, some of us aren't a whole better than the grandmothers we sneer at for using the flash on their P&S from the 50th row and for not knowing how to turn the flash off. I almost wish it had been my settings that were wrong or my gear that screwed things up, then I could be pissed at myself and beat myself up over it. All I have is some random faceless stranger who came wandering in without enough sense to turn his damned optical slave off. And the whole time he was probably pissed that somebody sitting in the fourth row was firing
his flash. The problem isn't pros with pro gear...they don't show up unless they're getting paid. The problem is amateurs with pro gear who aren't a hell of a lot more bright than Granny with the P&S.
Six hours preparation at rehearsal shot to hell.
Four hours preparation immediately before the show shot to hell.
Three hours shooting at the event shot to hell.
A full year of hard work from the girls.....shot to hell.
Thanks, you sorry son of a b*tch.
Last edited by Mike Cash; 12-03-2011 at 04:20 PM.