I’ve been itching to play around with some new footage lately cause I love editing and it’s been a while since I had a good story to tell, so when Tiana invited me to Bobby’s second birthday party, I couldn’t resist. I also recently purchased some new gear in preparation of a wedding I’ve been hired to film in the Fall (with a second one potentially lined up), and I’ve been looking for an opportunity to field-test a new bag, shoulder strap, and monopod.
I tend to get really shy at Tiana’s parties cause I feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t know anyone else there, but she does a good job of making sure I’m never left alone for too long and included in most conversations. She’s also the only other person I know to actually design custom invitations. This time, however, she was sporting a perky new haircut, and no longer a vegetarian (for now). Such is the power of St. Hubert.
I had so much fun making this. It’s got the right depth-of-field (shot entirely wide open at f/2.8), buttery smooth bokeh, and moves like cinematic stock thanks to the latest Canon 5D Mk II update which gives it the ability to shoot in 24p. The monopod also did a great job of stabilizing most camera shake while retaining enough of that indie handheld feel that isn’t possible with a tripod. This was a one-lens job; a testament to the versatility of Canon’s 24–70mm. There were times when I wish I had just a bit more wideness or a bit more telephoto, but I never had the chance to change lenses as things move quickly when there are kids involved.
To be honest, I don’t like being a cameraman. I never know how camera shy someone is, I hate bothering people, and I can never keep a low-profile with my gear. At the same time, I find it hard to trust anyone else to compose the shots the way I want to see them, so I do it myself. When I look at my footage though, I forget how awkward it is to be filming someone surreptitiously and know it was totally worth it.
There were so many great moments — Bobby pretending he’s flying, the guy doing bicep curls with his baby, a little girl playing with a dog through the window, Tiana mugging to the camera at the end — but my favourite shot is of the man fiddling with the toy plane. He sat there amid the hurricane of kids and new toys for about a minute, completely lost in the precision of his adjustments and, finally being satisfied, gives the propeller a blow.
(If you read Tiana’s LiveJournal, you’d know that she takes pictures of her son’s dookie. Hence, Bobby’s number two.)