“Show us your mug, mate.“ That’s the first thing Vinnie Jones told me when I got to London in that morphine-infused dream when I broke my ankle years ago.
We spent a lovely afternoon together. He made some headshots, I made some headshots. He got arrested for homicide, I just got my camera confiscated. I still learned a lot about how the light hits someone’s face on that day though. Below are some portraits we’ve shot at Blowout, over the last years, some more characteristic or charismatic than others. Each face has its own beauty, its own story, and it’s truly inspiring to try and capture an entire multidimensional persona in one image.
But that sounds like a me-problem, not a you-problem, you just have to stand there and get shot.