Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Having Kac's back...

I've seen this play out a few times before.

Late October senior.... told mom several times that he doesn't even wanna do this... said mother tells me I have my work cut out for me.

Four words:  Not. My. First. Rodeo.

The most current installment of the Reluctant Senior Guy Show is Marshalltown's  Konner Kacmarynski.

I was fortunate enough to photograph Konner's darling older sister, Kaylee three years ago.   And Miss Kaylee was the other end of the spectrum.   Excited... all kinds of ideas... props... even brought Grandma Gielselman along for the event!

While Grandma was back for another afternoon of photography, little else was the same.  Konner requested our smallest session, and they were no more than in the door and Konner was putting on his first outfit when Mama Amy said with a smile, "Good luck with this one."

Quiet and reserved as we went through the pre-session talk, I told Mr. Kacmarynski that I would try my best to minimize his torture.  Additionally, I mentioned, like I often will when I sense a potential difficult session coming on that if a young man doesn't like doing this ONCE... he most CERTAINLY won't like having to do it a SECOND time if mom isn't happy.

Whether that flipped the switch, or perhaps Konner's reluctance was grossly overestimated, it took only two shots into to the session and a big ol' smile was flashed without any prompting even.

Once that seal was broken... there were more pearly whites here than in a dentist's office for the rest of the day.

Even better, Konner and I got to yappin' about his job as a life guard.   His gal... his thoughts about next year and college... and then the hot button topic got pushed.

Track.

As in running.  

That's when the old trackster in me started talking times with the lanky Bobcat runner.   400 times... 800 times... Successes... failures... and yes... even injuries.

We got to talkin' so much about it... that before you knew it... it was a Track and Field Roundtable with just a few pictures mixed in between.   Perhaps it's my reliving old glory... or maybe... just maybe it's my sinister plot to fool Mr. Reluctant into forgetting that he was supposed to hate this whole deal?

Or maybe it's a little of both?

;)

Regardless, I think Amy and Joan got a kick out of seeing another session... Konner's torture was indeed kept to a minimum... and I can't be for SURE... but he even might of had a little bit of fun along the way.

Tough to argue with those kind of results.















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