Here’s the thing. Yesterday at Bec & Bridge I opted to forgo my seat and stand. I sometimes do this in order to get a better photo. Anyway, there I was, standing next to another photographer (whose name alludes me right now) – not in anyone’s way, in front of a giant square iron pillar. Minutes before the show started, a woman approached me. First, she told the guy next to me he wasn’t allowed to take photos from where we were standing, unless he was the house photographer. Secondly, she asked me for my photographer’s accreditation. I told her I had none, which is true – I have a media accreditation which is different. (The photographer’s accreditation lets you into the media pit at the end of the runway, the media accreditation lets you everywhere else – including into your seat if you have one.)
She told me I wasn’t allowed to take photos during the show if I didn’t have a photographer’s accreditation. I replied, ‘even just for my blog?’ She looked at me and shook her head. I asked her how I could get a photographer’s accreditation attached to my media one. She said it wasn’t possible – you weren’t allowed both. You either have your seat, or you have your photos, “you choose”. Then she told me to take my seat as the show was about to start. I then had to clarify again, because it seemed ridiculous: “So, I’m not allowed to take photos from my seat, even?!” She responded in the negative and asked me to move again. I moved.
Because my seat had already been filled by someone else, I ended up standing in a separate G.A. section behind about 5 people. I was screwed. I couldn’t shoot a thing and I was irked. I could see glimpses of wet look hair, and wet look skin, a model I’ve been hunting down all week to no avail (Melissa Johannsen) and a beautiful white panelled dress. It wasn’t until a guy shifted his legs that I found my opportunity. I sat down on the ground and shot what I could see from between his legs. I took what I could and ran with it. These are the results – it made for some pretty dramatic looking shots if you ask me: