“For God?s sake, get some feckin' behind-the-scenes stuff”.
So commanded Orla - my wise and sensible Irish wife - one week prior to my departure for the shoot.
Foolishly, I only seem to listen to her 80% of the time. And on this occasion, I was instantly dismissive. I get irritated with the Making-of-obsessed media world in which we increasingly live, and rightly or wrongly, believe in preserving the mystery of creation. Can't art just speak for itself?, blah blah.
So I imposed a strict photography ban on the crew during the three month shoot, as I didn't want photos being distributed of what we were doing.
Many months later, the day finally came when I started showing the finished panoramas to people. And completely predictably, some people asked if I had just added in the panels in Photoshop.
Cue my silent scream. Months of work spent on production of prints of life-size animals, giant panels constructed of elaborate aluminum frames, up to 23 men at a time carrying 30 foot long or high panels in 100 degree plus heat and heaving them up and strapping them down and leveling them, and...and in theory I could have just stayed at home and done it all in Photoshop??
And now, due to my ban, I had nothing to prove that it was all for real. I had to acknowledge that once again, for the umpteenth time across 14 years of marriage, I should have listened to Wise Wife (as should all Mulish Husbands?)
Fortunately, my assistant from the U.S. disobeyed my edict, and had surreptitiously shot some photos on his iPhone. I also took just a few snap shots on mine. Between the two, you are thus able to see some of the photos on the next two pages, showing that the panels were indeed there on location.
So commanded Orla - my wise and sensible Irish wife - one week prior to my departure for the shoot.
Foolishly, I only seem to listen to her 80% of the time. And on this occasion, I was instantly dismissive. I get irritated with the Making-of-obsessed media world in which we increasingly live, and rightly or wrongly, believe in preserving the mystery of creation. Can't art just speak for itself?, blah blah.
So I imposed a strict photography ban on the crew during the three month shoot, as I didn't want photos being distributed of what we were doing.
Many months later, the day finally came when I started showing the finished panoramas to people. And completely predictably, some people asked if I had just added in the panels in Photoshop.
Cue my silent scream. Months of work spent on production of prints of life-size animals, giant panels constructed of elaborate aluminum frames, up to 23 men at a time carrying 30 foot long or high panels in 100 degree plus heat and heaving them up and strapping them down and leveling them, and...and in theory I could have just stayed at home and done it all in Photoshop??
And now, due to my ban, I had nothing to prove that it was all for real. I had to acknowledge that once again, for the umpteenth time across 14 years of marriage, I should have listened to Wise Wife (as should all Mulish Husbands?)
Fortunately, my assistant from the U.S. disobeyed my edict, and had surreptitiously shot some photos on his iPhone. I also took just a few snap shots on mine. Between the two, you are thus able to see some of the photos on the next two pages, showing that the panels were indeed there on location.