I like last minute jobs.
While last minute usually means ‘disorganised’, that’s not what I’m talking about here.
I’m talking about the ‘organised’ last minute jobs.
The client has X budget, needs to be delivered by Y day, no questions asked.
They get me excited.
Not because of the adrenaline, but because of the lack of time and crystal clear requirement.
Because there’s no time to ponder, to go back and forth, to reconfirm ‘stuff’.
They have to trust the person to make all the decision one was supposed to make anyway.
I feel like that’s when real jobs actually get done.
A few weeks ago I was approached by a design agency to photograph Templestowe for a development project.
I was briefed on a Wednesday, shot everything on a Friday, shots delivered Monday.
And perhaps this is my past advertising self-talking, but you really feel like a professional when you manage to deliver unexpected results under stress.
Wedding photography or not.
Diamonds, after all, are made under pressure.
