Sunday, March 20, 2022

Photo Shoot

 This is one of those experiences which came from being in the right place at the right time, which never was one of my strong points during my gender transition. Plus, it happened approximately seven years ago so I have a difficult time thinking it ever happened at all. 

It all started innocently enough when Liz and I went to what can only be described as a working artist/crafters mall. It was/is located in a vintage brick shoe factory in downtown Cincinnati. My partner Liz is a quality crafter and was keenly interested in what the many shops had to offer.

As we slowly made our way through the venue, we came across a photographer and her friend who just happened to be putting together an album of the different types of women they could find. Then their effort would be judged in Chicago by another group. Before I knew it, they were strongly suggesting I should become a part of their photo shoot. 

Of course I was flattered they wanted me to be a part of their compilation. And thought it was a great idea to include a transgender woman as one of the different women who can be found in the world. But then the doubts and misgivings began to filter in. What would I wear to the photo shoot? How much makeup should I wear were just two questions I had. My fears were not justified though when they gave me instructions on what to wear, including makeup.

In a short period of time, I found myself being photographed by a real live professional. While I loved the attention, I was scared to death! How would the pictures portray me and how would my gender dysphoria react. Before I knew it, my time as a photography model was over and I headed home.

It took a couple weeks before I saw the results and I was indeed disappointed. Somehow I thought I would look better but what you see is what you get. I used to have the exact pictures they shared with me but try as I might I can't find one. So, the one I shared in this post is close to the same time period of my life.

None ot it mattered as the entry they put together and sent on to the Chicago competition didn't win anyhow. 

My input wasn't over though as I as well the other models were invited to a gallery presentation here in Cincinnati. When I went, I promptly made my presence known by spilling a glass of wine all over the catering table.

Even though we didn't win any prizes, I will always remember my all too brief role as a photo shoot model in 2015.

1 comment:


    There is only one photoshoot pic I have of myself*. It was taken as part of a promotion for a gala charity event, at which my band was playing. It’s ten years old now (Oh my, have I aged since then!). The photographer did the shoot pro gratis for the event, but he/she wanted me to pay for any other poses that I might have wanted for myself. Well, I asked for a glam headshot, and got something more akin to a real estate agent’s headshot. I was thinking more along the lines of those old 8 X 10 glossies that one would see on the sandwich board on the sidewalk outside of a club in the 50s and 60s (Appearing Tonight: The Fabulous Connie Dee and her band, The Sciaticats). Needless to say, I did not purchase any of them. I was even told that I was prohibited from using this pic for anything else but that event, but I haven’t been sued for using it yet. 😊

    * You have this pic if you want to insert it with my comment.