It was almost morning and I thought of experimenting some more. Amor agreed to pose again, this time with our friend the geek around to assist us. He was noisy and was taking some images of us while I was shooting. I couldn't resist the urge to just shoot him down with an M16 to silence him. That crazy guy.
After around 20 minutes, my arms were numb. The tripod wasn't working well, and I had no time to fix it. It would be anticlimactic at that time to be fixing stuff while the model was already posing. It was also my first time to shoot with the new 100 mm lens, which was very heavy without the tripod. The weight was becoming a discomfort.
It went on for 10 minutes more. Inside the airconditioned room I was perspiring, beads of sweat creeping through my neck as I set about my work. I heard trance and then some new age in the background. Klaver, the Cardinals, Enya, etc. The model was silent through all these---perhaps contemplating, I wouldn't know. 20 minutes after and my body was slowing down mercilessly. The camera could go on and on til late morning, but I was getting very hungry. I decided to pack up after a few more shots. We went to a 24/7 restaurant after and ate. I went home and had a stick before sleeping. I am loving this.
From tertium quid. The third thing. That state of mind between joy and pain. Between life and death. Between belief and nonbelief. That refuge between lie and truth.