Originally posted by normhead "Am I unethical?"
One of Tess' most used lines is 'Look at me in that picture? What kind of photographer are you? Delete that one."
One of my most valued photography mentors asked if would to do some portraits of her. Most every photo she displayed showed her in younger days, and of course like all of us she aged. She didn't tend to trust cameras capturing her today so I was flattered that she was trusting mine. She regularly promoted my photos to other group members and students as examples of very good skills. Yup, I was developing a pretty high opinion of myself.
I took a couple of days to study artificial lighting setups on YouTube. Considered the differences in fabrics and reflections and how they altered light. Lots of technical considerations around mixing ambient with artificial. The clothing we agreed on for her was perfect, some meant to be sensuous and some fun.
Once there I spent a couple of hours on different poses and props and lighting setups. I think there were three complete wardrobe changes, and a few where jewelry and hairpieces were either added or removed. It was the most involved portrait shoot I had ever done. Probably took 200-300 shots, maybe even more. Knowing that she had spent years as a college art professor teaching photography skills and processing, and her propensity for criticism when deserved, I was exceptionally careful in the images I chose to show her. I think I might have settled on as few as perhaps 2 dozen at most but gosh I was proud of them. The lighting was as perfect as I had done up until then. Poses and props were well-thought-out for the subject and intent. I made sure there were no extraneous distractions, no errant specks of lint, flyaway bits of hair. Color balance and contrast was done to the best of my abilities. I was so proud when I presented them to her and delighted in anticipation of her reaction.
SHE HATED EVERY ONE OF THEM and did not hesitate to tell me why in very expressive terms. Yes I was hurt.
She looked her age, now in her 60's and what I saw thru my lens. I thought she looked great and cameras don't lie, right? Wrong.
There were wrinkles she didn't notice when seeing herself in the mirror. A bit of skin sagging on her neck that the lights only enhanced. Creases on her upper chest from the years of gravity pulling on her breasts that now weren't quite as perky as even a decade earlier. Age spots on her arms and hands, and noticeable wrinkles around her lips. A couple of too obvious bulges. Her hair wasn't as thick and vibrant as when she was a college professor (and erstwhile exotic dancer but that's for a different discussion) and a few pounds had found their way to her since.
And
that's when I got my first invaluable lesson from her in dodging, burning, and more than that:
meeting expectations.
After another few days of reevaluation, hours of learning techniques I hadn't given any importance to, and several more hours of putting them to effect, I took those same photos back to her. Most now passed muster, and she told me two in particular were the finest images of her taken in a couple of decades, and could she make them her professional and social profile images.
Few women want to look their age. Young wants to look older, older wants to look younger, mothers want to appear vibrant and youthful and energetic if not athletic, and grandmothers want their images to be what they are remembered as. To be fair most men I've photographed are like that too, but as a rule avoid a camera far more aggressively, much more difficult to get cooperation from when they get older (aka over 50). When they find they can't toss a football around with the guys anymore or hike 20 miles into the wilderness to build a cabin the photos stop.
Hey, I'm one of 'em.
So saying all that in far fewer words, I don't want to be that guy who doesn't at least try to present the person as they see themselves because "ethics". Yeah, a camera can lie.