The title of this blog post is a view expressed by American author Napoleon Hill (1883-1970) that I happened across a few days ago quite by chance, and it summed up a recent photography adventure perfectly.
It’s been almost six months since I sat at my keyboard and wanted to write for my blog. The day job has been through one of the most intense periods I have known in a career spanning almost 30 years and life has pitched in a few curved balls which necessitated focus on other things. As a consequence, whilst I’ve not undertaken nearly as much personal photography as I would have liked this year, it’s never been very far from my mind, and it was with great excitement and anticipation that I arranged a photo-shoot with a fellow photographer and good friend, Tim Charlesworth.
To be honest, it had been a few months in the making, the last time we’d worked together was in February, and back then we agreed we wanted to shoot with sisters, Georgia and Jaime, the little matter of co-ordinating everyone’s diary was a slight challenge, but eventually we set a date in June and the planning began in earnest.
Inspired by articles in Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar, Tim and I decided a beach shoot was just the ticket…the weather would be warm; the light would be good – fantastic. There was just one thing we’d forgotten…the unpredictability of the good old British weather. Having had several glorious weekends on the trot, as our chosen date grew close, the forecasters started to talk about storms, potential floods and yellow weather warnings, so with just two days to go, we decided we needed a contingency plan…just in case.
Some pretty frantic messaging ensued, however a suitable alternative arrangement was made thanks to the lovely folk that run Cambrian Photography in Colwyn Bay who agreed we could use their studio.
The day dawned, and I was up at 6.00am as Mr E set off for a local record fair. As I gazed at the lovely sunrise and broken cloud, it crossed my mind that yet again, the Met Office had been hedging their bets. However, as I set about packing my kit ahead of picking the girls up, the sky grew black and then the lightning and thunder rolled in with the most torrential rain I had seen in ages. Thank goodness for ‘plan B’!
During the course of the morning and well into the afternoon, the rain continued, but we didn’t care, as so much fun was being had in the studio. Lots of chat, laughter, and several changes of outfit made for a wonderful photo-shoot
As the weather cleared, we said our goodbyes we decided to give the beach a try on the way home. I’m glad we did…the sun had started to drop, it was warm and we made some beautiful images of the girls. And I’ve fallen in love with natural light again. Who says the sun doesn’t shine on those that deserve it?
My post would not be complete without acknowledging the friends who made it happen – so to Mark and Sarah at Cambrian – thank you for the use of the studio…you saved the day! Tim (thank you for the teabags), your encouragement has helped me find my photographic motivation again. Last but not least, to Georgia and Jaime our intelligent, beautiful, professional and hard-working young friends, who threw themselves into the day with such enthusiasm – you helped make the day a great success.
A final thought, if I could step back in time and chat to Napoleon Hill, I might be so bold as to suggest that he missed a little something from his quote…I think ‘Passion, patience, persistence and perspiration make an unbeatable combination for success’ – do you agree?
Until next time…