Life is unpredictable. You’re ambling along when something falls from the sky at your feet. You pick it up and you’re running around with uncontainable joy. I met Babu and Visha, an Indian couple from Rajasthan, two weeks ago when Babul emailed me about joining the vipassana meditation group at my house. Last Friday I went to his house to listen to two Jain nuns that the couple was hosting. Yesterday morning I got the idea of shooting the nuns who readily agreed. I locked myself out of the car when I got at the house. My good camcorder and tripod that I had been relearning to use (the last time I used the Sony HVR-Z1U was in 2007 when I had the help of a friend. He shot and I monitored the sound while interviewing my Muslim friend about the five daily prayers a good Muslim does whether at home or at work.
Yesterday I was on my own and was flustered that my plans had gone so quickly awry. I called AAA and proceeded with the shoot. Then nuns were on a tight schedule. I had taken along my small Sony HDV camcorder and used that with the built-in microphone. Oh well, I’ll have to make do with what I got. While I was collecting my things, Visha’s mother struck up a conversation with me. She wanted me to take her picture but not a close-up. Another Indian couple had arrived to take the nuns to their next speaking engagement. I shot Mrs. Tatia with the new arrival’s daughter. Portraits are intriguing. Maybe doing them on the fly has advantages, too. Too much planning can ruin creativity.