Football is an art, even for the photographer

Hello y’all!

I just realized I haven’t actually updated the blog properly since last Sunday, so here’s a brief summary of what I’ve done since then.

On Tuesday I went on my first official run after the stress fracture. At 7 a.m. the rain was pouring outside, but I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a 15 minute run that much!


Then I ran through the shower on my way to the second shoot for the new video I’m working on. Except for classes and homework, that’s pretty much what I’ve done all week. I’m quite sure I’ll soon be known as the”camera-girl” on campus. A title I won’t be too offended by actually, haha!

For the volleyball and soccer shoots I was fortunate enough to have my very own camera assistant with me. Karen did an amazing job handing me all the stuff I needed at the right time. But more importantly, it was a lot of fun.


However, Saturday’s football shoot was a bit more challenging than I had expected. The “producer” and I decided to direct our attention to player number 28, because he’s the interview object for the TV special. Having shot the volleyball and soccer game earlier that week, I thought it would run just as smoothly… but I could not have been more wrong. I quickly realized that shooting football is an art in itself. First of all, when you’re trying to get some shots from the sideline, and you’re surrounded by a bunch of 6’3″ (1.90m) tall giants, you camera angles suddenly get a little restricted. Second of all, to even find player number 28 in the group of 99 players dressed in the exact same gear felt like mission impossible — especially since each team is being swapped like every 5 minutes. So when I had finally worked my way through the masses of large men dressed in golden jerseys, the entire sideline was suddenly changed with new players. vikings1

And when I spotted number 28, it was his turn to step onto the field, so I had to run back to change my camera lens to a lens that was more fitted for distance shots. Of course, in the moment I was ready to shoot, he was no longer on the field, and I had to change the lens again. Do you see what I’m trying to explain here? It was hard. The 29-degree-celcius-no-wind-weather inside the stadium didn’t make it any easier either. But I got the shots — eventually. And I learned a lot from it too.

The player I was following around did a great game yesterday. Here, he’s on his way to a touch down.

To celebrate the end of an intense day, we went to the movie theatre to watch “The Intern,” which was really cute btw.

Today I went for another run, had breakfast, did homework and now I’m about to head to theatre rehearsal.

Bless ya,

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