The Pitchfork Disney poster

One of several poster images prepared to advertise the revival of Philip Ridley’s play The Pitchfork Disney at the Arcola Theatre.

Shooting actor (and all-round good egg) Nathan Stewart-Jarrett in nothing but a thin, open jacket under a wind-tunnel bridge on a midwinter’s evening presented a number of challenges, not least of which was trying not to freeze him to death.  The resulting image is actually a composite with elements from seven different photos (the fluffy clouds of Te Anau, New Zealand give a star turn) and a tiny bit of CGI, making this one of the most technically-complicated shots I’ve ever produced.

Based on an original concept by photographer Annabel Vere.



Climate change and the theatrical headshot

In an effort to give this post a hook I looked up quotes about rain on the web.

One of the more popular offerings was: “The rain falling remains (sic) me of you because its (sic) falling hard, and I am too.”

Then there was the inspiring: “Invariably our best nights were those when it rained, for then we were not troubled with mosquitoes.”

And then there was: “Did Bach ever eat pancakes at midnight?”  Which probably makes sense in the same way that if, hypothetically, I were to throw the words “Miley”, “Cyrus” and “twerking” into this post several times over I’d stand a reasonable chance of gaining a few hits from people looking for shots of Miley Cyrus twerking who’d be mighty disappointed to find a post about actors’ headshots that had nothing to do with Miley Cyrus twerking because they were looking for shots of Miley Cyrus twerking.

Which just goes to show two things.  One, the internet isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.  And — two — sometimes I should just get to the point.

We’ve had an awful lot of rain in the UK over the past couple of years.  And I take a lot of headshots.  So it’s rather nice that I’m now able to offer people the choice of doing them in the studio whenever we are not troubled with mosquitoes.













But I thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end

So it’s taken me a little over two years to update my blog.

Which is a little over twice as long as it took me the last time I did this.

Well, what better way to return than with something that little bit eccentric, subtly to suggest that I spend my hiatuses reclining in an institution and therefore have some semblance of an excuse?

You see, every so often someone comes along who lets you do everything you wouldn’t dream of trying out in a normal shoot because it’s just too wacko.  Like sticking them next to an industrial fan while wearing loose clothing, shooting them through an inch of polythene, getting them to shake their head so hard their retinas could detach, and trying to take pictures of them in the dark without bumping into them.  Step forward Sophie, you’re a genius.

Oh, and another thing… I’m now on Twitter.  If you’d like to follow me, I’m scottrylander.