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Creative Candid Wedding Photography … Dreams??

Creative Candid Wedding Photography Dreams

Creative Candid Wedding Photography Dreams

1. What should I expect from my first assignment? And what should I expect my client to expect from me?

A. Usually DVDs or printed album is the deliverable. And obviously Candid moments. As there are thousands of customs in India, you can expect a variety of clients.

2. Am I expected to take ‘contemporary or creative shots only’ or as a new-age photographer should I expect to be asked to shoot plastic shots?

A. Something that you have to be clear in the head. If you can manage both then go ahead. But if you cant then tell the client I can’t. Also some people will ask for plastic shots at the wedding. So as far as its not distracting your candid work, then go ahead and click one shot.

3. Equipment? Any must-haves you suggest. I already have a 50mm 1.8 prime along with a 18-55 3.5-4.5 standard zoom and 75-300 4-5.6 telephoto. Should I rent out a lens with a lower aperture?

A. Yes, you will need wider apertures. So rent/buy. A 1.8 aperture is good enough mostly.

4. Online I’ve always seen pro-photographers advising rookies of carrying an additional camera as a back up. Should I rent out a camera? It is my first assignment and my budget is tight, very tight.

A. Yes, having a backup is good idea. But obviously it depends on your budget. If its not falling in your budget then don’t. (a little bit of prayer should help managing with one camera)

5. Speaking of a budget, how much should I charge? I am planning to travel to Dehradun via train. Plus if I am renting out equipment, it would turn out to be an expensive affair. Considering it to be my first assignment, I was thinking of charging somewhere around the range of Rs 10-20K. Too much to ask? I am travelling half the country across to shoot this that is why.

A. I don’t think its too much to ask. As the amount of effort needed is a lot. And if you are planning to do it seriously, 10-20k per day will never look sufficient and eventually you will lose interest in it. If you are doing it for fun, its all bonus.

6. Lastly, presentation. I don’t know any place famous for such albums. Do you suggest me hunting for a place where they print good albums and send them a copy?

A. Canvera is a good option, but be sure to include costs of printing and designing. If you feel that album is too much of headache or its costly, tell your client straightaway.

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My Journey to IITian production town – Kota

This was my second journey to the city which has produced lots of IITians. My second Creative Candid Photography assignment in Kota. (Note to self::Its been 5 month that I have been full time photographer and second visit to Kota)

At bangalore airport the security guard asked me to have haircut as my picture in the pan card did not resemble me anymore. So he asked me to get some identity card with long hair(not really sure if there is a process to renew pan card due to hair overgrowth and also makes me wonder if same applies to hair loss).

My flight was spicejet flight from bangalore to jaipur via mumbai. The crowd to tier-2 cities is quite unruly(same seen on journey to indore and madurai) and here as well I saw people traveling from mumbai to jaipur quite unruly too. Use of mobile phones, tray table open all the time to name a few of the acts. The flight was not unruly though. It reached before time.

I decided to go to durgapura station in jaipur to catch my train to kota. (On the recommendation of her highness princess of Kota, Anushri). If you love food on railway stations then its a wrong station to be on. I had lots of time to kill and ponder on the question  of a kid on the station to his parents that ‘Do only girls have long hair?’. Another boy on the station asked me if I was into music industry, more specifically drummer.

The train got delayed and reached only around 10pm. And trains do not have concept of late night dinner or midnight buffet, which meant hungry trip. I finally reached Kota at 1.30am, an hour late. And I was brought declared hungry to this hotel called Madhushree. I checked in, the guy on the counter was confused that which suite is to be given. There was option between honeymoon suite and ruby suite. I did not have appearance of a honey-mooner, so finally I got ruby suite. A really nice double room.

Slept well. Woke up early to have complimentary (free-free-free) breakfast. And as I wanted to have something light and filling(remember that I did not have dinner yesterday), I settled for idli (I know some people will raise eyebrows on my choice), but somehow I feel sambhar in this part of india is much more tasty. And bravo Madhushree, it proved me right.

Then I was off to the venue with another IITian joseph, who happened to know my friend Ashish and had seen my work as well. The engagement ceremony started little late. And there was lot of crowd. Usual tussle for taking good pictures in confined spaces. The lunch had dal baati, a substitute for sleeping pills. Then there was a break for some time and since I had dal baati, I was dropped to my hotel Madhushree. I took little rest and then again headed off to the wedding.

The wedding procession was just starting when I reached the venue. Typically there is a guy who sings super-remix of all sorts of songs. And then there is a band and ladies with lights on their head and a generator to kill all the bad odour left by baraat. I love Marwari baraats for ghoomar song. The style is pretty cool and I feel like dancing too. But after fracturing my hand while doing dandia, I feel scared to do any dance that involves turns. The wedding was cool one yet again. Nice food, nice fun. The brides side had a procession for her as well.

Now the faces have started looking similar as the pundit turned out to the same as Ashish’s wedding. He is slow and little weirdo. Not that I am very fond of pundits. But this guy was supposedly in police and quit his job and started weddings. Makes me wonder if most of people in wedding business have come after quitting their job.

The vidai happened at 6am and Madhushree was calling me. I went back to the hotel and fell asleep in her lap. Though I was supposed to start for jaipur at 8am, I finally took indore jodhpur express. Tata bbye to IIT city.

From this blog I will start rating the hotels I have stayed in:
Madhushree: Minimum room rent:2500, Rating: 4/5

Traveling to Madurai Dev style- Day 1

After missing the flight once on my Mumbai trip and almost missing it second time on the same trip, I have decided to see the airport bus timings beforehand (hope I maintain this practice). So for the Madurai trip I reached a little too early(almost 1.5hrs before).

I was flying to Madurai for the first time and Kingfisher red was the airline. I took a print of the ticket at the airport and rescheduled the return flight to a day before. And the process took a little too long than expected. The lady at the ticket counter tried to search the key for the cash box, everywhere in her shirt. It reminded me of the small towns where women keep valuables inside their blouse, here the pockets were outside(Not really sure if the shirt design was part of marketing strategy). Then eventually she figured out it was not there. And asked her colleague to handover the key to her. Finally my ticket got rescheduled.

I met Sammir Dattani aka Dhyaan, an actor. Also saw Kannada actress Sanjana. Now I headed to security check. Simple process as usual. The security personals at Bengaluru airport don’t promote you to do modeling/acting(like police guys at Mumbai airport do). For them everybody is a software engineer.

A good thing about Bangalore airport is you can dine with Sparrows. There are lots of them, and they hover mainly around the south Indian food counter, I don’t think they have taste for continental food and burgers. Having lived in smaller towns, I am used to seeing them and like their presence. After hogging biryani I headed for the flight.

A small airplane, I saw it for the first time. And it was also half empty. I heard few people talking in english with rolling tongue, and it made me feel like I was already in Tamilnadu. One gentlemen had come from mumbai and was traveling to madurai via Bangalore, he was quite worried if his luggage will reach Madurai or not. I told him not to worry, Kingfisher is usually good at their services.

In the flight they served some sort of veg cheese sandwich. I spotted one hair inside the pack, and reported it the air hostess. And she was like sorry, sorry, sorry.
Though I have long hair which sometimes come into my mouth(which is indication for me to have hair cut), I don’t really like eating hair, I think nobody does. When the flight landed on Madurai airport, the airhostess asked me for my visiting card and told that the customer care will call me regarding the hair which was found in the sandwich pack. I am not sure if Kingfisher gives some kind of HAIR-SPOTTING-AWARDS.

The temperature outside was 36degree Celsius. And since I had running nose, I found this weather very pleasant. Madurai seemed like a big town from the flight with lots of water bodies. And I took a taxi from airport to the hotel where I was supposed to stay, Grands Central (Not really sure why they could not manage with the name Grand Central itself, must be some kind of copyright issues).

Madurai seemed like city of God (God=Rajanikanth). His recently released movie Robot had presence all over the city. And there were many big big banners with all local politicians on them, I find these kind of posters funny, as they put 10-20 heads side by side making it look like Ravana’s head (Politicians==Ravana??). And also I could not figure out what contribution these politicians had in the movie.

I checked-in the hotel, Grands central, and decided to take a single room. A decent hotel (not the Jab-we-met types decent), but a complete contrast from the hotel from my last assignment (Lakeview Grand Ashok, Bhopal). And I was pretty much sleep deprived and slept for long time. After waking up in the evening, I decided to head out in the city. And figured out that Meenakshi temple was very close to my hotel (300m). I think the good sleep gave me too much energy, and while locking the room, the door knob came into my hand. And I had to shift to a double room.

I walked towards Meenakshi temple, and when I was just about 50m from the temple. It started pouring like mad, and it reminded me of bangalore. As it flooded the space very soon. And it rained for a long long time. And to protect my camera and my running nose, I could not afford to get drenched. And I could not visit the temple. Also one gentleman helped the flood by making his son susu in front of one of the restaurant. I saw one shop selling Mecca Medina paper weights there, a symbol of national integration.

After the rains became lower, I decided to walk back to the hotel. But took a cycle rickshaw instead, the guy asked me for 30Rs. Listening to figure of 30, I immediately agreed. Being in Bangalore, you get a habit of listening to figures of 100s from the auto guys. Once I got into the rickshaw, I realized that my hotel was just 300 meters away, and that almost made it 100Rs/Km :O. This became the costliest ride of my life by moving my ride in Haridwar to second spot. (The earlier one was in Haridwar, at 100Rs/1.8Km).

Coming back to the hotel, I turned on the TV. And saw Discovery and Disney channels in Tamil, and came to know the power of the language. It reminded me of my bus trip from Salem to Bangalore, where I got a chance to see Harry Potter in Tamil.

So nothing to watch on tv, and no internet, I decided that I should start blogging about my trips. So this completes Day-1 report.

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