Admit it... one can't style a fauxhawk much better than what you see here.
If I actually HAD hair I could be even more envious of Hunter Ralston's do... awww who am i kidding... I'm jealous either way.
:)
Hunter and his folks, Robert and Olga Ralston made their appearance at our studio recently. And after many questions and queries and communication and even some miscommunication, they were finally in the house. Mama Olga did most of the pre-session question-askin' and for anyone that knows Olga... trying to decipher a thick Columbian accent (especially for those highly under-travelled and under-experienced fellas like me) was not easy! Nevertheless, Hunter was in the house... all the policies and procedures were finally understood on both ends and it was time to have some fun.
Interestingly, however... after all the questions and probes as to what we do... and how we do it... when it came time to actually DO the images... Robert and Olga stepped aside.
As in... "we'll be back when you're all done!"
Understandably, much of the disconnect here was more about perhaps an extra generation of age difference between Hunter's adoptive parents and most senior parents we see... but nevertheless... it just took a little extra time to get everyone on the same page with what we were trying to get done. Once everyone was comfortable with that... it was on like Donkey Kong.
That being said... Robert and Olga felt it was best that their son and his photographer should just attack this on their own... and they would be back later.
So it was. Off went the bald photographer and the well-coiffed senior dude and we hit the streets in Hunter's bright red canvas Chucks.
Interestingly, I found that Hunter and I had some things in common. It sounds like he's spent some time in Adobe Photoshop as he has plans on attending Iowa State for graphic design eventually... which is way cool in my book.
Additionally... Mr. Ralston and I spent a long while discussing his love for gaming. He had a interview forthcoming in short order at Marshalltown's GameStop to hopefully land a job there. I've yet to hear how that went... but I'm hoping he found employment there.
In his spare time... I'm sure Hunter has been passing the anxious moments waiting to see what I came up with for his session by logging more hours on his PS3 playing more Destiny.
Hunter and I eventually got to the end of the session and were rejoined almost simultaneously by his folks... and probably my favorite time of the day was the trading of barbs by the suddenly ornery Olga. I unashamedly told her I was intentionally going to make her life difficult by giving her WAY too many poses to choose from of her son... and she correctly accused me of "luring her in" with all these wonderful finished product options for her and Robert to consider.
Being the planner that Papa Bob is... he insisted on having a pricelist to study and plan the all-important order. I told him that even the best laid plans go awry once 100+ images are thrown in your lap... but he assured me that he was an organizer... and that he would be ready.
I told him I'd hold him to that claim.
The proof will be in the pudding... and now that the images and book are ready... we'll find out whether Bob was telling me the truth. :)
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