Eve
I miss my girl Eve.
She moved back to Hong Kong last summer (am I losing track of time?) and yeah, sad she's gone.
When we did those shots a year and a half ago, I was going through a phase where I'd only shoot with lights I could buy at Home Depot and slap gels on them. I called them "ghetto lights".
I don't shoot much with those anymore but have renamed my strobes "ghetto lights" as well.
I like at least slightly sloppy light- and if my assistants try to adjust them, they'll get elbowed.
Once I yelled at my assistant during a shoot when he suggested to hand hold one of the lights for better accuracy (I had just clipped it on a C Stand and was about to fall off) :
"Don't you EEVEEEER touch my fucking ghetto lights, I like em ghetto, so BACK OFF!"
Poor guy.
Yeah, so Evelyn. Funny girl. She drove a stick shift Mini Cooper and while driving, she'd yell and insult everyone in the lanes to her left, right, front and back, like there's no tomorrow.
It would get to the point where I'd be scared driving with her.
She lived here for several years but the LA traffic seemed to surprise her on a daily basis.
At 5:42 PM she'd scream :
"WHY THE FUCK IS THERE ALL THIS TRAFFIC? I HATE TRAFFIC! I HATE HATE HATE IT!"
and then slap the wheel with both hands 'til the car was shaking.
Once we shot out in the desert and she was driving. Needless to say that it was a quite nerve wrecking drive.
So yeah ... Eve is probably the only scary 5'4" asian girl that I know (behind the wheel of a stick shift Mini Cooper).
But her endless patience for my retardation sure made up for all this. She was the one who went all over Downtown LA with me the second I had moved into my new loft to find a disco ball.
I'd just demand to look for a disco ball. Now. And I also needed a fog machine, but I didn't get one until a few months ago for NYE.
She'd supervise me patiently as I was painting the walls intoxicated.... she just reminded me recently that I was fucked up on E and kept knocking over huge buckets of water that she'd have to clean up after me while she was totally stoned from all the weed she had smoked.
The blind leading the blind. Just the way I like it, baby.
Evelyn also keeps a blog here. I love the series of self portraits she's been doing lately.
Kisses to Hong Kong, babe!
She moved back to Hong Kong last summer (am I losing track of time?) and yeah, sad she's gone.
When we did those shots a year and a half ago, I was going through a phase where I'd only shoot with lights I could buy at Home Depot and slap gels on them. I called them "ghetto lights".
I don't shoot much with those anymore but have renamed my strobes "ghetto lights" as well.
I like at least slightly sloppy light- and if my assistants try to adjust them, they'll get elbowed.
Once I yelled at my assistant during a shoot when he suggested to hand hold one of the lights for better accuracy (I had just clipped it on a C Stand and was about to fall off) :
"Don't you EEVEEEER touch my fucking ghetto lights, I like em ghetto, so BACK OFF!"
Poor guy.
Yeah, so Evelyn. Funny girl. She drove a stick shift Mini Cooper and while driving, she'd yell and insult everyone in the lanes to her left, right, front and back, like there's no tomorrow.
It would get to the point where I'd be scared driving with her.
She lived here for several years but the LA traffic seemed to surprise her on a daily basis.
At 5:42 PM she'd scream :
"WHY THE FUCK IS THERE ALL THIS TRAFFIC? I HATE TRAFFIC! I HATE HATE HATE IT!"
and then slap the wheel with both hands 'til the car was shaking.
Once we shot out in the desert and she was driving. Needless to say that it was a quite nerve wrecking drive.
So yeah ... Eve is probably the only scary 5'4" asian girl that I know (behind the wheel of a stick shift Mini Cooper).
But her endless patience for my retardation sure made up for all this. She was the one who went all over Downtown LA with me the second I had moved into my new loft to find a disco ball.
I'd just demand to look for a disco ball. Now. And I also needed a fog machine, but I didn't get one until a few months ago for NYE.
She'd supervise me patiently as I was painting the walls intoxicated.... she just reminded me recently that I was fucked up on E and kept knocking over huge buckets of water that she'd have to clean up after me while she was totally stoned from all the weed she had smoked.
The blind leading the blind. Just the way I like it, baby.
Evelyn also keeps a blog here. I love the series of self portraits she's been doing lately.
Kisses to Hong Kong, babe!
posted by Beatrice Neumann at 12:40 AM
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