Last Friday I was given the opportunity to shoot "The Nutcracker on Ice" for my instructor at UT. Now, I hate ballet. I hate figure skating. But . . . I thought the assembled cast of skaters did a fine job of presenting this holiday classic. My understanding is that most are students at the rink where it was held and the kids . . . well, the kids will always come out the stars because they are so gosh-darned cute.
But back to me . . . I nabbed a spot on the ice. The instructor kindly provided me with a small board upon which to perch my fat arse, which meant the bottom portion of my legs and my feet rested on frozen water. I lost feeling after 20 minutes. But . . . it was worth it, as I have never shot anything like this before. It was a challenge - skaters moving fast between areas of light and dark, and sometimes the better shot was when your flash was recycling. I really need a bracket to bring my flash up. Hell, I need a better flash.
So here are my amateur results . . . ladies and gentlemen, The Nutcracker on Ice!
BTW, best comment on this: when my dear friend, Buzz Bannister, heard I photographed "The Nutcracker on Ice", he said, "I was hoping to see a picture of my ex-wife's attorney laid out in the morgue!"
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