Following up on my post about re-shooting the book cover photo…. Yesterday, I spent what felt like ten hours (but was likely much less) out in the frigid air with no coat up in a barn loft holding a chicken. This is not one of the photos Jerry sent to my publisher, of course. This is an “in between” shot where I was having a pow-wow with the chicken, promising her this really wouldn’t last forever.
And reminding her that she had all her feathers on, and I was the one who was suffering with no jacket. So, really, the whole thing was much harder on me and what was she complaining about anyway.
Truly, the chicken was pretty cooperative, considering the length of time she was stuck with me.
Look back at that photo above. See that winch above my head? I just want to point out that not once but three times I got up to go down the loft stairs and look at photos on Jerry’s camera….and hit my head on that winch. THREE TIMES. I’m lucky I didn’t knock myself out and fall to my death from the loft window. MY JOB IS SO DANGEROUS.
Several shots from the barn loft were sent to my publisher BUT. BUT. The last time I came down the loft stairs, after we’d all decided we’d had enough (especially the chicken), I was standing in the doorway of the barn for a minute talking to Jerry. His photographer’s eye saw it and he said, wait a minute. And started taking pictures. The barn is still there, there’s still a chicken, but it’s natural, candid, welcoming, inviting….
Oh yeah. THIS. THIS.
I am lobbying for this one for the cover. Your thoughts?