Livin’ the dream/ diary of a photographer’s wife/1

NB: We, at Axel Dupeux Inc, after a long and painfully useless search for  a free intern on craigslist willing to update this blog more often than we do, are finally proud to welcome  Deana Spavento-Dupeux as our new guest blogger who will write on here once in a while about the ups and downs of sharing the life of a photographer.

Patience is not only a virtue, it is a way of life when you live with a photographer.

I never know what is going to greet me on the other side of the door when i come home from work. An impromptu photo shoot (that has all my lovely vintage furniture pushed into a small corner of the room), half naked models using my walk in closet as a dressing room, 12 rappers freestyling, dead animals (read:taxidermy goats), other french “bohemian” photographers crashing on my couch…..circus midgets.

On a recent night after some (read: alot) cocktails with friends I turned my key and found my husband testing lights for his shoot the next day. “oh your just in time: he says enthusiastically. “for what?” i say suspiciously looking around the room for a booby trap. “for me to take your picture, i’m testing my lights” “phew” i thought.”that’s easy enough” of course i said that before i saw his “flash”

“What is that?” I say slightly terrified. “my camera” (I mean seriously folks) “no, that  monstrosity attached to it!” “oh my new flash! Pretty cool, right?” Oh boy how do I get roped into these things? “is that going to blind me?” “UGH!, How the hell should I know ?! That is why I’m testing it on you!”

Ahhhhh-true love

For the record YES it did temporaily blind me, but you will be happy to know i no longer see traces of white rings when i open my eyes…i think.