A one day job, I really needed the money.
A financial injection to prolong my time in Vancouver. Because for me time was literally money.
I was foraging through the job section of craigslist when I came across a photography job. A one day event, shooting a colour run.
Since this was a sporting event, I somewhat hastily put together a "sports" page on my website made up of photos I had recently taken of Martin and Zak on our US road trip, plus photos I had taken of a staff football game from my old job back in England.
This, along with the fact that I possessed a 70-200mm lens was enough for me to be offered the job.
"meet me next to the giant inflatable pineapple", has a job ever started with those instruction?
It wasn't the usually photography jobs where we would be interacting with the talent. We were photography machines, automated snipers shooting away at everyone who crossed the line.
I think there was an issue with the course as people stopped running when they reached the line and congregated into groups to take selfies. I think the way the course was laid out made it seem that the line was the actual finishing line.
The worst thing was when people noticed us and stopped right in front of me demanding that I take their photo. With the 70-200mm lens being a strong zoom lens it is impossible to take photos of people when they are too close. From experience I have learnt that it is easier just to pretend to take there photo rather than to explain the complexities of focal range. "Yeah, I have taken your photo, look great, fuck off please".
Some people would ask to see the photos. "No sorry, I like like 8000 more people to photograph".
After photographing people for a while we began to see a difference in the runner. They seem to arrive and go in waves. First to arrive are the hardcore runners. Then were the generally fit people, the kind of people who go to the gym a lot and perhaps do yoga and eat hummus. Next came the main wave of