They Mackem Tough Up North!

10 December 2011

Most normal, sane people would not entertain the idea of a location photoshoot on a beach at Sunderland in biting winds and freezing temperatures in December.  However, as I am neither normal nor sane, this didn’t put me off from undertaking just such a shoot a few days ago.  I’m not sure my subject (or victim?) would agree though!

Corine Andrews is an upcoming vocalist and guitarist from my hometown of Mackemland *(Sunderland), and I came across her quite by chance through an old school friend that I became re-acquainted with on Facebook – where else?  I have been itching to do a Sunderland shoot for a while now, so we discussed the possibility of having some promo shots done for Corine.  This seemed to make perfect sense back in the balmy days of October, but less so in the first week of this month when gales and storms battered the North East with the ferocity of a taxi rank queue in Gateshead at chucking out time.

Still, they make ‘em tough up there and Corine was totally up for going ahead with the shoot.  Consequently, together with Sian who came along to assist, I made the long drive up from Grantham on Saturday morning to meet up with Corine and her mum, Suzanne, with whom I had gone to school with all those years ago.  I won’t say when, but if you remember the miner’s strike, The Falklands War, the Sinclair C5, Culture Club, shoulder pads, The Kids From Fame, wondered who shot JR, Michael Foot exchanging pleasantries with Mrs Thatcher and the Greenham Common protests then you’ll get the picture.  If not, do as Frankie says and relax!

Corine plays an acoustic guitar and also sings, so the theme I had dreamt up was to picture her on the beach playing and singing surrounded by fishing boats drawn up along the beach, and later to use the towering cliffs and rocks at Roker as a dramatic backdrop for additional photos.  This seemed like an excellent idea when I dreamed it up in the comfort of my house a couple of months ago.

As always on shoots, things did not go entirely to plan.  We drove to Whitburn for the fishing boats, only to find that they had all vanished overnight.  Well, admittedly not exactly overnight – its 20 years since I was last at Whitburn but I had assumed that they would still be there.  How inconsiderate can you get?  Fortunately, Suzanne had visited the area recently, and knew about some sheltered coves close by in an area that has been reclaimed from the long abandoned land that once housed Whitburn Colliery and turned into a coastal park and nature reserve.  It was quite a walk from the car to reach the coves along an exposed coastal cliff top path, but the views are stunning and I saw countless cracking locations for shoot purposes as we walked along into the biting wind.

Eventually we made our way to the beach and I could instantly see several ideal spots for photos.  The temperatures meant that any shooting would need to be short and snappy (no pun intended) so we went with the idea that Corine would perform a couple of songs live whilst I took the photos; then repeat the exercise out on the rocks and finally pose for a few photos without her guitar.

I was assisted here by Sian who scouted out the new locations while I was shooting each set to keep things on the move.  I have to say that Corine was a real star – how many people can stand on a rock in the North Sea and perform a song in temperatures marginally above zero but effectively well below freezing due to wind chill?  She has a lovely voice and I would have loved to listen to her properly; however I needed all my concentration to take the shots as it was only fair to limit her time exposed to the elements.

Three sets were shot in total; the fastest shoot I’ve ever done, before everything was packed up and we lugged the kit back to the car.  Being a gentleman – don’t laugh, I can occasionally rise to the occasion – I offered to take the guitar.  Big mistake.  It got seriously heavy as we walked along and I began to see why people tend to limit themselves to simply carrying them on and off stage.  This is why Jimi Hendrix never had a photoshoot at Sunderland, because no one would carry his guitar onto the beach. 

Once back at the car we all headed off in search of warmth and cappuccinos at a lovely café on the seafront at Seaburn – a place I spent many happy hours as a child when my mum would take my brother and I down to the seaside on the number 18 bus!

Despite the cold it was a good shoot and Corine was great to work with, so I hope to return in more pleasant conditions for some more.  She performs regularly in various pubs and clubs around Sunderland so be sure to check out her webpage for details and please support her by liking her page.

This was my last shoot for 2011 as the following Christmas themed idea had to be abandoned at the last minute, so happy Christmas one and all!

* For the uninitiated - Mackems are so called because you mak and tak as opposed to make and take.  Simple isn't it?

Ladies Who Lurch

6 November 2011

Every once in a while an idea comes along that is just so surreal you want to grab a camera and shoot it there and then.  Cherry Red Rachy came up with just such an idea back in October when we did the Best of British shoot – she mentioned she lived near an abandoned railway station that was fairly intact but with the platforms all overgrown with bushes and stuff (I am no gardener).  Her vision was of an old lady sat at a perfectly laid table for afternoon tea, perhaps waiting for a train that had never materialised – not an uncommon event in Lincolnshire.

We took the idea and ran with it.  To provide some interaction and character we decided to add another model to the scene – possibly playing the part of the old lady’s niece.  This role was eagerly accepted by Sian who fancied doing some character work, even though it meant being fully dressed for once.  

Messages were passed to and fro to sort out props and outfits – a Roaring Twenties theme was to be adopted – and shortly before shoot day we found out that another great model would be staying at Rachel’s that weekend and she was keen to get stuck in – Scarlett T’s (Tracey) who I hadn’t met before, so it was an opportunity to work with someone new.

On the day of the shoot Sian and I drove to Spalding and then carried on into the back of beyond through wildest Lincolnshire, heading east until I was sure we must have passed the destination and would shortly be arriving in Ostend.  But eventually we got there and met up at Rachy’s house for Sunday morning cocktails (models) or coffee (tog and driver – how badly did I plan that!)

Make up and hair was fixed and sorted, then Rachy whipped up some sandwiches and buns before packing the most important props of the day – gin, vodka and Martini.  Yes, for authenticity we were using real props, right down to the cream cakes – “food fight”, said Rachy with a distinctly knowing look in her eye…. Oh dear.

Outfits were dug out and put on, and I have to say I was spellbound when all three girls lined up in the kitchen.  Sian sported a twenties flapper style dress with accessories – not entirely a surprise as I had got the ensemble from a charity shop the week before – but the 20’s hair and make up by Tracey really gave her a whole new look.  Tracey epitomised sheer elegance in a green flowing dress topped off with an orange feather whilst Rachy took the mad lady idea to its logical conclusion and appeared in a sort of tennis set with blazer and a gold Egyptian headdress – think Cleopatra meets Navratilova for afternoon tea in Spalding and you’re on the right lines.

We loaded a couple of cars with props and what amounted to a pub and set off for the railway station.  It lies right next to a quiet country road, indeed we parked on what would have been the level crossing until I realised that the cars would be in shot so we moved them.  The station is remarkably intact, with both platforms and the old booking office / waiting room and facilities still in situ.  Even the wooden awning still remains and this would frame our tea party beautifully.  Everything is covered with decades of undergrowth, flora and fauna – the station closed in 1959 although to be fair it is in better condition than some places still maintained by Notwork Rail. 

Setting up involved hacking out enough vegetation to set up our authentic 1920’s picnic table from Ye Olde B&Que, then laying out the tea set, accessories and the food and drink.  Mostly, it must be said, drink.

One of the first tasks was to give the characters suitable names.  Rachy fancied something to do with Gobbitoff – with its Russian overtones to match her surreal appearance I added Vishnya as her name, being Russian for cherry.  These things don’t just happen you know!

Tracey, being a real lady, went for Madame Fannie Tophille and I don’t think I need to enlarge on that one. 

Finally Sian, who was absolutely freezing and complaining of a numb bum, became Lady Chillie Lil Koldbottom, which seemed appropriate.

The shoot didn’t follow the usual format of direction and poses.  The ladies got stuck into the booze and I photographed them, mostly fly-on-the-wall style as they interacted with each other and the Gordons.  This worked remarkably well, although with things happening so quickly it became more of a point-and-shoot affair in order to capture the ever-changing action as it occurred in front of me.  The food fight didn’t materialise, although Sian did end up wearing a cream bun in her face for a while.  These things happen on a BBW shoot!

As the booze flowed the action got ever more sublime, and some priceless moments were caught on camera.  I could describe them, but to be honest, the photos have much more impact, so go and look!

Each model took some time out to do some posed solo shots – Tracey went for elegant headshots and full length waiting for a train platform scenes; Sian adopted ballerina-like arabesque poses which aren’t easy when you’re tipsy and she kept falling over – so she waved and shouted hiyyyaaaaaaa at passing cars instead.   Rachy wore a teacup on her head and a cherry on her nose before falling off the platform whilst reading a newspaper … nothing too unusual there, then.

Solo shots in the bag, we went for the final push which involved the three of them lined up on the platform edge in increasingly unlikely and surreal poses – these are some of the best from the day and my favourites in my entire port.

The tea party was an immense success, and the outtakes outnumber the photos by around 3 to 1, which shows how much enjoyment and laughter there was on the day.  I have never had a shoot like it before, but as I hope to work with 'The Ladies' again shortly, who knows what the future will bring?

View the full gallery from Ladies Who Lurch here.

Shit Disco - Band Shoot .... or is it?

5 November 2011

 Normally waking up to cold, dull and overcast morning on a location shoot day would fill me with dread.  But on this particular Saturday that didn’t matter, as I needed grunge for the shoot I had in mind.

Today was an opportunity to work once again with a couple of models I have had assignments with in the past – Mistress Nightshade (Kat) from Grantham and Chloe from Derby. 

I know Kat well as I worked with her on a wide variety of shoots from February to August, covering such diverse topics from horror gore to Catherine of Aragon via sexy pirate on a sailing ship – Kat is no stranger to getting dressed up and acting out a role!  Chloe is a new model and I had the pleasure of undertaking her debut shoot as recently as September.

Kat and Chloe requested the shoot on a rock chick theme; to make it more interesting I thought that by shooting it as if it were an actual girl band having promo pictures made would give it a theme and sense of direction.  Rock chick means grunge, and I had a lovely location lined up on the outskirts of Lincoln that I have been eager to get my lens on for a while now.  It consists of an old WW2 control tower, similar to the one I have used before at Twyford, but larger with an additional floor.  It lies just off a road, so being accessible makes it an ideal hangout for druggies, parties and general getting up to no good at night!  During the day it is deserted so looked perfect for this theme.

One feature about the exterior is the large brick wall that has been decorated by the local graffiti artists. Emblazoned across this wall for no particular reason is the slogan ‘Shit Disco’ – and in an instant I had a name for the band!

Shooting took place outside with the two girls, and then we moved inside where the guitars came out and another highly colourful wall made an ideal backdrop.  We ended up on the roof, bringing the short and cold shoot to an end – although we had achieved what we set out to create which was the main thing.  Kat and Chloe certainly looked the part as band members eager to hit the next stage of X-Factor – I didn’t ask them to sing or play so cannot say if they sound as great as they look!

See the full gallery Shit Disco here.

Posing Ivy

22 October 2011

A week after the Twyford shoot, I had the pleasure of attending another of Sian’s shoots - this time an art nude session with a professional tog, Alan.  We travelled down to the beautiful Cotswolds where Alan had scouted out a range of interesting locations for various scenes.  These included a large pile of recently cut logs in a forest, a beautiful ruined church and a landscape vista overlooking the M40 motorway in the far distance to end with.

Sian was understandably nervous about going nude with someone she didn’t know for the first time, but relaxed and got into her stride particularly once we reached the old church.  This is just the kind of setting she loves, and the fact that it was covered in ivy gave them some great photo opportunities and me the chance to name this set in my own inimitable manner!

We had to wait until a group of kids stopped playing in the ruins, then shooting bean in earnest.  I’d brought along my point-and-shoot and Alan was kind enough to let me wander around and take my own record of the day while he got down to the serious business of the shoot.  Sian and Alan had tried a number of clothed shots, but when we reached the church Alan set up a scene, arranged Sian for shooting then scratched his chin and said, “You know, I really don’t see the need for any clothes here!”  Priceless.

It was a good shoot; we were treated to clear blue skies and bright sunshine, which was great for late October.  I managed to take some pictures that worked rather well and am able to present my own small gallery of images from the day.

Thanks to Alan for a great location and an interesting day.

View the gallery Posing Ivy here

Best of British

9 October 2011

If you haven’t heard of Cherry Red Rachy then you have missed out big time.  This post relates to the story of our most recent shoot on 9 October, but I first came across Rachel when casting for my St Trinian’s project back in July.  That shoot will be described in detail later, but briefly, Rachel came along as the head mistress, Miss Fritton, and stole every scene she was in – as well as giving the entire shoot a central character for the story to relate to.  Rachel displayed an amazing ability to slip into a character role, and has a head jam packed full of original ideas to contribute to a shoot.  As so many of my shoots involve characterisations I just knew it wouldn’t be long before we worked together again.

That opportunity came in August when together with Mistress Nightshade we created a retro beach shoot based along the traditional seaside holidays of yore at Mablethorpe.  The day was incredible fun and we produced some very strong sets.  So I was flattered to receive a message later in the month saying, ‘Hey Vossy, about time we did a solo shoot.’  Too right!

Interestingly enough – for me if not you – is that I was last known as Vossy at school many, many years ago.  So long ago that we used to dig for coal and build things.  The nickname had disappeared along with Ford Cortinas and English speaking staff in call centres.  Anyway, Rachel reintroduced Vossy to the world at large and a couple of regular models have now adopted it.

But back to the point, you will be delighted to hear.  Rachel and I decided on a loose interpretation of a ‘Best of British’ theme and decided to shoot scenes with a Harrier jump jet; a 1940’s theme at the Nene Valley Railway and an old manor house.  In the event, the weather was a bit dicey so we abandoned the manor house idea as it was miles away, and went instead to a derelict roadside diner up the A1.  This is an amazing building; built in art deco style and was used as a Little Chef for many years until closure when it was boarded up and left to rot.  At one time it was possible to gain access to the interior and indeed I did a shoot there back in November 2010.  Sadly the Health & Safety Stasi deemed that climbing through smashed windows onto missing floors and clambering around piles of unstable debris was something of safety risk – as if!  However, rules are rules so earlier this year Jewsons moved in and filled every available entry point with breezeblocks and removed the ladder that gained access to the roof.  Thanks a bunch.  Still, the exterior alone is amazing and well worth a visit; with its heavily graffiti-ed walls and run down appearance with boarded up windows and flaking paint, it makes a striking backdrop for a variety of genres.

We decided to go with a grungy theme to kick off with, so Rachy dressed up into a 1980’s style baggy tracky topped off with BIG hair in vibrant pink that looked awesome.  Gold stiletto heels set off the ‘Rita Sue and Bob Too’ appearance down to a tee!  All we needed was a Bradford council estate and our Little Chef fulfilled that role admirably.

The shoot was an excellent one for what Rachel does best – character and humour!  We set about trashing the place in fine style (simulated in case anyone of a nervous disposition is reading).  Drainpipes were pulled away, windows put in, doors kicked open and a part of the façade was wrenched off.  Pretty much like every other day in Bradford, really.  We filmed two short cameo scenes – one where Rachel is walking down the street, looking to camera and falls down an open manhole.  This is my favourite from the shoot, very reminiscent of a ‘Not The 9 O’ Clock News’ sketch.  The second cameo came at the end of the shoot when Rachel attacked a piece of fascia on the building; ripped it off but then tripped over it and fell flat on her face.  Her amazing range of facial expressions came into play here, and she delivered a fantastic set of images.

Having done as much destruction as we could get away with before the Police were called, we moved on up the road to RAF Wittering.  This airbase used to host the Harrier fleet until the Government decided in its infinite wisdom that despite going to war with everyone to the east of Ipswich, we could get away with two F16’s and a lawnmower in times of crisis.  Consequently the only plane left at the site is a preserved Harrier that proudly stands guard at the main entrance as a reminder of our heritage and ability to blow things up.  It was this plane that we planned to use for our shoot.

 Now even though we are at war with everyone east of Ipswich, and even though we have melted down all our aircraft to make fridge freezers, you still can’t turn up at an airbase and start snapping away.  We asked the guards on sentry duty if we could film, and they couldn’t make that decision but very helpfully pointed us in the direction of the offices who could grant us permission if they felt so inclined.

Now this opened up a very common problem I have on shoots.  I always ask permission to film at sites patrolled by men with big guns, and frequently come across the same issue – is it commercial (meaning how much can we charge you?)  Try explaining to almost anyone these days that it’s a hobby, something for fun and pleasure and you get looked at as if you’re gone out.  Or Nick Clegg.  Nobody, it seems, does things just for fun.  There must be money in it somewhere.  The idea that anyone could go to the time and trouble of arranging something without there being some folding involved at the end of it is lost on the Powers That Be these days – a sign of the times, sadly.

After some discussion and repeated confirmation that we were not making money out of it, the base commander allowed us to set up and get going.  Rachel had originally planned to wear nothing but heels and a huge Union Jack flag we had brought as a prop, but as we had only just got in by the skin of our teeth, we felt it would be pushing our luck to have kit getting whipped off – especially as the Harrier sits right at the side of the A1.

Rachel went for gold in every sense – the fantastic bomber jacket over black leggings set off with leopardskin heels – oh, Marlene would have killed to have attended one of Boycie’s Lodge meetings dressed like this! 

Armed with the superb flag, we set about posing around the aircraft to get a variety of shots.  There was a strong wind that caught the flag and let it billow around, thus giving many of the images an extra dimension.  Nothing worse than having it hanging all limp and forlorn around your ankles, eh?

The set was reasonably quick to do, enabling Rachel and I to return to the Nene Valley Railway at Wansford for a much-needed cuppa and outfit change.  The railway was hosting a 1940’s weekend which would be the backdrop to our third and final set of the day – a complete contrast to what had gone on before.

From grunge and attitude of Bradford and the Harrier, we adopted a much more fun and cutesy feel for the wartime set.  We had some wonderful props – steam trains, vintage cars, an old bus plus all the paraphernalia of the station and wartime displays.

This session rounded off the shoot nicely, and after another cuppa and a discussion about future shoot ideas we parted company.  With plans in place over the next month for one of Rachel’s amazing ideas, it shouldn’t be long before she graces these pages again!

View the full galleries of these sets from the links below.

 PUNK REBEL

FLYING THE CHERRY RED WHITE AND BLUE

THE FLIRTY FORTIES

Lara Croft- Tyneraider

25 September 2011

I love it when a model comes to me with an interesting and creative idea and says, “Any chance you could do a shoot based on ……” 

I have had a number of great shoots this year gained on such a basis and they have been an exciting and stimulating challenge to source a location and suitable props to bring an idea to reality.

The most recent of these occurred on 25 September when I was approached by model BarbWire (Chantelle).  We had worked together before on a couple of great shoots; but one theme that Chantelle particularly wanted to create was Lara Croft – Tombraider.  It required stunning locations, and a boat.  I don’t follow Lara Croft so wasn’t sure about the boat; however I liked the challenge and worked out some locations to suit an action adventure day out.

Chantelle is a great model to work with; she has amazing ideas for dramatic shoots and brings her characters to life with real passion.  She also has an abundance of energy and a desire to keep working until the perfect results have been obtained, coupled with a wacky sense of humour that is essential to stay sane on one of my shoots.

We chose a Sunday to get going, and headed up north from Grantham to South Shields where we would start work.  First port of call – literally – was Port of Tyne, where we boarded the Tyne ferryboat for the trip across the river to North Shields.  Asking permission to film on the ferry wasn’t required – we were greeted with, “So what’s with Lara Croft, then?”  Well, at least we knew the costume was up to scratch!

The crew on the ferry were amazing and granted us permission to shoot onboard the boat and really got involved in the project.  As we didn’t get sufficient shots on the first trip we took a return crossing; this time the Captain invited us up onto the bridge for some superb opportunities.  We asked about the possibility of using our (prop) guns as they were essential to the character, and the Captain replied, “No problem, bonny lad, it’s just like any Friday night round here!”

To round off the session Chantelle hijacked the Captain and boat for some great pictures before we disembarked after our third trip across the Tyne and entered into the desolate barren of wasteland that is North Shields.  Not that I’m complaining; desolate and barren makes for much more interesting locations, and indeed we found the perfect spot for some images before walking down into the Fish Quay area for a much needed coffee before continuing.

Suitably refreshed we now tackled the long walk to Tynemouth, shooting various scenes en route including an action chase and making use of various props thoughtfully provided by the Council en route.  We also came across an abandoned and burnt out factory; sadly all fenced off and inaccessible.  However it just had to be used for one photo, and by posing Chantelle on a roundabout it was possible to use a section of it as background.  We did get stared at, however – and attracted a great deal of comments as we passed people during the day.  Lara was instantly recognised by all age groups – testimony to Chantelle’s preparations and outfit.

At Tynemouth we hit the pier, with Chantelle climbing up it by rope!  Then it was round to the exterior of the ruined Priory for some shots to represent an old castle.  

We ran into a minor spot of bother here, when an extremely officious woman emerged from the gates and demanded to know if we were doing a commercial shoot.  As it was obvious we weren’t, given the lack of equipment and people that such a project would require, we said no.  That wasn’t good enough.

“Well it looks like a commercial project,” she protested.

“Well you look like a nice old lady but you aren’t; thus proving that all is not what it appears to be on the surface so go and marinate your head in a vat of engine oil.”

Actually I only thought that, tempting as it was …. But manners won out at the end of the day so I politely assured her that we were a couple of amateurs having fun for no other reason than we enjoy doing it – a concept that so many officials living in their bureaucratic empires fail to grasp.

Once Nora Batty had given up we took the last shots we wanted at the Priory entrance before heading over to the statue of Collingwood that dominates the mouth of the Tyne.  We managed to get some awesome shots here as the autumn sun gradually sank offering superb lighting effects.

We had most of what we wanted, but one important scene remained.  We retraced our steps to the ferry for a rather more relaxing and gun free trip across the Tyne to await the departure of the huge DFDS ship that sails across the North Sea to, er- somewhere or other.  This would provide exterior ship scenes to accompany the onboard session from the morning.  We were all lined up and the ship was steaming down towards us when a man approached us with an Alsatian who wanted his photo taken of the dog with Lara Croft.  Yes, but give us 5 minutes while we get this scene, I told him.  He wasn’t happy and after a bit of a grumble moved on.  What perfect timing.  And if he had waited until the ship had passed he would have got his picture, but there you go.

The day was done; we were worn out from the exceptionally mild weather that had accompanied a day of running, jumping, climbing and more running.  However we were both pleased with the results and the atmosphere of the day as a whole.  I certainly hope to work with Chantelle again.

It took three days for the aches and pains to subside – I am not getting any younger – but the end results were worthwhile and hopefully worthy of all the effort that Chantelle put into this idea.

The shoot produced three sets of Lara Croft – Tyneraider that may be seen from the links below.

Level 1 – The Cannons of Collingwood

Level 2 – Perilous Pursuit

Level3 – Voyage of Vanquish

Also check out more from BarbWire- Alternative Model

A Tease From Cherry Red Rachy!

I have started editing photos from the 3 sessions I had with Cherry Red Rachy down at Wansford, so here's a sneak preview - three totally different sets and styles to anticipate!

Pop back shortly to see these sets!

How It All Began ...

I began photography back in summer 2010, so by way of an introduction to this blog I thought it would be an idea to retell the tale of how it all began, because the chance events of that meeting have a distinct bearing on everything that has happened since!  This story first appeared in my other blog ‘Steamy Scenes’ in June 2010.

It’s quite some time since I took any active role in railway modelling as my interest diverted to the real thing ever since I took up filming and then joined the NVR as a volunteer.  However, my interest in modelling was rekindled on Saturday during my shift at Wansford Station, although not in the way that might immediately spring to mind.

Although I wasn’t booked on duty, I’d volunteered at short notice to cover someone who couldn’t make it in.  I was on the relief turn, which is essentially a spare body ready for action wherever required.  It was the Family Day on the station and a beer festival was taking place in the marquee as well as various pubs in town, all linked by a free Routemaster bus service.  (More on this later).  In addition, we were running TPO mail train demonstrations along with the normal steam hauled passenger service.  Diverse events like this often need a spare body who can pitch in wherever there is a need, and as my body is more spare than most, I took on the role for the day.

As it happened, it was a lot quieter than expected – perhaps everyone in Peterborough had dashed round Asda in the morning, filling up trolleys with cheap beer ready for an afternoon slumped in the front of the World Cup.  Still, as it wasn’t particularly busy I had time to look around and chat to people.  I’d spotted a photographer taking pictures of a girl on the platform, this seemed to be a professional shoot rather than some snaps for the album.  We had a chat, and it transpired that they were doing just that.  Photographer Harry C was photographing model Siân for her portfolio, and wanted a location that would provide some interesting and different backdrops.  With many models jetting off to Barbados and Mauritius for photoshoots, Wansford certainly was different.

Harry asked if it would be possible to use the yard for some pictures – yes, of course, but only if you’ve got an authorised guide with you wearing a hi-viz jacket for insurance / health and safety purposes.  As luck would have it, I just happened to have my hi-viz jacket to hand, and I was in a position to escort the group round the yard after popping into the booking office to let Eddie know that he was on his own for a bit and good luck – see ya!

Various photoshoots were set up, with Harry requesting Bullied Pacific 92 Squadron and the brake van as scene setters – a good choice.  Harry was interested in the trains themselves and was clearly an established photographer who knew his subject well.  Siân came across as a very genuine, chatty girl who is enthusiastic about her work, professional and very personable.  They were accompanied by Siân’s chaperone, in this case her fiancé who was also interested in her work and very supportive.  It made for a friendly and pleasurable experience, the likes of which I have never been involved in before.   Siân took the unusual setting of an uneven, dirty and oily railway yard cheerfully in her stride – no Naomi Campbell tantrums here!  I asked if it would be acceptable to take photos for publication and she was quite happy to let me snap away – it is good publicity for both her career and the railway itself, so everyone came away happy.

I’ve always wanted to do a photoshoot with a model, and as we chatted during the filming I suggested some poses that would look good in the context of the railway background.  I also thought that the bulky dark green Polish tank 5485 would provide a good backdrop, as it was surrounded by spare wheelsets and bits of machinery that provided an interesting contrast to Siân’s petite figure and purple dress.  Looking at the photos, I can say that I was right.  I’m wasted driving a truck.  One suggestion that didn’t work came on the brakevan when I said, “How about a Brief Encounter pose.”  Siân replied, “What’s that?”  Ah, before your time pet.  I feel so old.

Siân herself wanted a picture with Thomas; by a stoke of luck he was shunting Wansford Yard at the time.  Oh, the gods were smiling that day.  Ironically enough, to illustrate a point in my blog post A Bird in the Hand, I’d mocked up a photo of a model giving Thomas a titillating glance to counteract his cheeky smile.  A couple of days later, a real live model was creating the perfect look right in front of me!  What are the chances of that happening?  And to think I’d only come down to Wansford to cover another volunteer who was ill.  It must be karma.  Or a reward for delivering to all those dodgy Leicester car dealers during the week.

Of course I thoroughly enjoyed the modelling experience, and Harry and Siân were fantastic people to have on the railway.  It just goes to show that there’s always something different happening on the NVR.  I personally wish Siân great success with her future career; perhaps one day she might get to star in a Grumpy Git Production, the pinnacle of any model’s career.  Indeed, I’ve already turned down requests from Cindy Crawford and Kate Moss – they just haven’t got what it takes.

If railway modelling has evolved into activities like this, I might just take it up again.