Me hooping. Photos by the gentlemanly goth-loli photographer at Yoyogi.
I am developing a love/hate relationship with the photographers and videographers in the park on Sunday while I am hooping.
Someone who asks permission or chats with me first is welcome to photograph or film. I might even take pains to turn in their direction or do a showy trick. I am extremely grateful when they e-mail me the pictures or give me prints, like the ones above. Last weekend, I was asked to hoop in a music video for the Intercontinental Music Lab. That was a fun experience - and as it turns out, one of the musicians is a friend of a friend that I’d met once before.
The passersby who pause and a snap a quick shot or two don’t bug me at all, even when I notice them. I figure that I probably only see a quarter of them, anyway. I am busy hooping, after all, and there are a lot of people strolling through the park.
But I really don’t like folks who stand and shoot for minutes on end without making contact with me. I notice them because they stick out as stationary in my whirling world. That disturbs my flow. And breaking my concentration pisses me off. So sometimes when it happens, I stop hooping and stare at them. Or wave. Or give them the finger. Or suggest they come try the hoops.
I need to learn to ignore them.
ahah so funny! I imagine showing them the finger ahah
Posted by: Seltor on February 26, 2009 08:31 AMI once was told by a man that he had photographed me. He gave me a link to his website where I could find the shots. I got to the site and found out it was a tasteful gay porn site. I was right in the middle of it. Hah!
Posted by: Rich on February 26, 2009 08:51 AMAt least he wasn’t shy about giving you the link. And it was tasteful, which is better than most.
Last week some old guy asked to take pictures of me, showed me the shots afterward, then asked me what he could do with them. He mumbled something that I didn’t understand (because he was mumbling in Japanese) and I agreed to whatever it was. Must have surprised him, because he got a very odd look on his face. Goodness only knows where those photos will end up.
Posted by: Kristen on February 26, 2009 10:24 AMgive them the finger. you’re not out there modeling. photographers are parasites.
Posted by: James on March 2, 2009 09:57 AMYou know what you need?
You need a hula hoop with blades on the outside (am thinking of Top Hat from one of the Bond movies); then you go stand next to them & hoop. They won’t bother you anymore after that…
