London, Part II - Helena Magone
Prior to the fateful day I blogged about previously, I shot Latvian Model Helena Magone.
At first, she was a bit weirded out by my idea to shoot her in my my friend's tiny flat in Chiswick but warmed up to me eventually.
Later it turned out she was into Snoop Dogg, so I played Snoop Dogg for her and she started dancing and flapped her hair around.
At the end of the day I was very excited about my shoot for the following day. Little did I know that sometimes things can take a turn in ways never expected.
That same night I had a dream - actually a disturbing nightmare- that made me want to cancel the shoot with those kids.
The only reason I didn't , was because I had nobody's number and it was a Saturday, and no one could be reached at their agencies.
I follow my gut instincts as much as I can, but it occasionally conflicts with that part of my ego that won't give up. Ever.
Perhaps I was born in the wrong century: I would have made an excellent gladiator.



At first, she was a bit weirded out by my idea to shoot her in my my friend's tiny flat in Chiswick but warmed up to me eventually.
Later it turned out she was into Snoop Dogg, so I played Snoop Dogg for her and she started dancing and flapped her hair around.
At the end of the day I was very excited about my shoot for the following day. Little did I know that sometimes things can take a turn in ways never expected.
That same night I had a dream - actually a disturbing nightmare- that made me want to cancel the shoot with those kids.
The only reason I didn't , was because I had nobody's number and it was a Saturday, and no one could be reached at their agencies.
I follow my gut instincts as much as I can, but it occasionally conflicts with that part of my ego that won't give up. Ever.
Perhaps I was born in the wrong century: I would have made an excellent gladiator.





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