George Penney
@georgepenney@sunny.garden  路  activity timestamp 2 days ago

I don't often do #author photoshoots in supermarket carparks (or at all), but when I do, it's colourful.
Taken a few weeks ago.
I am very chuffed with them. I got almost 200 to choose from but these are a few Tony nodded stoically at over his breakfast coffee so I'm assuming they pass muster.

Also, I popped these up on Insta and Threads yesterday and lost some Patreon supporters and followers. If seeing the face behind my posts makes you uncomfortable, please go in peace, no hard feelings. It's taken me a lot of years to be comfortable with this human body and I rather like it. 馃槉馃尰馃尯

But back to awesome things. If you like the overalls. Check out https://www.flouncygardenwear.co.nz/ because Trace is a legend who makes beautiful practical things with POCKETS. Locally made here in my part of Aotearoa.

And my gorgeous (and ridiculously affordable) photographer Rachael is amazing and can be found at https://rachelelizabethphotography.co.nz/
If you live in my part of the world or want some amazing pictures to take home if visiting, I'd definitely give her a roar.

Okay, this picture is where it all went bonkers. The author who in previous pictures was actually trying to be sensible, is laughing like a loon, leaning out from the hedge they were trying to camouflage against. Their pink hair is still their, as are their glasses. But their entire face is crunched up in laughter, possibly because they've just realised that the possibility of them ever being a hedge is nil. What you can't get from this image is the sheer immensity of this particular author's cackle. It's a cackle for the ages. I've been told that when I laugh in the cinema, people immediately know who the noise is coming from. Imagine a bubble bubble toil and trouble cackle and turn it up to eleven. Yeah. A bit more. Now you have it. The whole vibe in this picture is someone who's done with this photography business for the day and just wants to go chill with their photographer so they can continue cracking each other up with daft stories.
Okay, this picture is where it all went bonkers. The author who in previous pictures was actually trying to be sensible, is laughing like a loon, leaning out from the hedge they were trying to camouflage against. Their pink hair is still their, as are their glasses. But their entire face is crunched up in laughter, possibly because they've just realised that the possibility of them ever being a hedge is nil. What you can't get from this image is the sheer immensity of this particular author's cackle. It's a cackle for the ages. I've been told that when I laugh in the cinema, people immediately know who the noise is coming from. Imagine a bubble bubble toil and trouble cackle and turn it up to eleven. Yeah. A bit more. Now you have it. The whole vibe in this picture is someone who's done with this photography business for the day and just wants to go chill with their photographer so they can continue cracking each other up with daft stories.
Okay, this picture is where it all went bonkers. The author who in previous pictures was actually trying to be sensible, is laughing like a loon, leaning out from the hedge they were trying to camouflage against. Their pink hair is still their, as are their glasses. But their entire face is crunched up in laughter, possibly because they've just realised that the possibility of them ever being a hedge is nil. What you can't get from this image is the sheer immensity of this particular author's cackle. It's a cackle for the ages. I've been told that when I laugh in the cinema, people immediately know who the noise is coming from. Imagine a bubble bubble toil and trouble cackle and turn it up to eleven. Yeah. A bit more. Now you have it. The whole vibe in this picture is someone who's done with this photography business for the day and just wants to go chill with their photographer so they can continue cracking each other up with daft stories.
Our pink haired human continues in this particular image. But they've moved. And they've changed overalls. What?! I know! It was one of those days. The image is showing our subject wearing zebra print overalls, leaning against a grey wall, looking sideways at the camera. Behind them is a black wall with graffiti on it. Their hair is still neon pink, as are their glasses. Their hands are in their pockets. They have by this stage of the shoot relaxed a bit enough not to be pulling a silly face. They are actually smiling in kind of a natural way, pink lipstick too by the way...because they've exhausted all their "Oh bugger I'm on a photoshoot" anxiety and are now just relaxing and enjoying the company of their photographer friend. What you can't see here, is Rachael, a black haired very efficient, somewhat hilarious woman, crouching down behind a bike rack to get this shot, while a man in his 70s is trying to park his bike, huffing and snortling that people are using this carpark for non carpark things, even though he is using the carpark for complaining. It did provide quite a funny backdrop. What else... nope. This is just a straight up sensible author picture that you'd imagine in a real proper sensible book. I'm rather happy with it.
Our pink haired human continues in this particular image. But they've moved. And they've changed overalls. What?! I know! It was one of those days. The image is showing our subject wearing zebra print overalls, leaning against a grey wall, looking sideways at the camera. Behind them is a black wall with graffiti on it. Their hair is still neon pink, as are their glasses. Their hands are in their pockets. They have by this stage of the shoot relaxed a bit enough not to be pulling a silly face. They are actually smiling in kind of a natural way, pink lipstick too by the way...because they've exhausted all their "Oh bugger I'm on a photoshoot" anxiety and are now just relaxing and enjoying the company of their photographer friend. What you can't see here, is Rachael, a black haired very efficient, somewhat hilarious woman, crouching down behind a bike rack to get this shot, while a man in his 70s is trying to park his bike, huffing and snortling that people are using this carpark for non carpark things, even though he is using the carpark for complaining. It did provide quite a funny backdrop. What else... nope. This is just a straight up sensible author picture that you'd imagine in a real proper sensible book. I'm rather happy with it.
Our pink haired human continues in this particular image. But they've moved. And they've changed overalls. What?! I know! It was one of those days. The image is showing our subject wearing zebra print overalls, leaning against a grey wall, looking sideways at the camera. Behind them is a black wall with graffiti on it. Their hair is still neon pink, as are their glasses. Their hands are in their pockets. They have by this stage of the shoot relaxed a bit enough not to be pulling a silly face. They are actually smiling in kind of a natural way, pink lipstick too by the way...because they've exhausted all their "Oh bugger I'm on a photoshoot" anxiety and are now just relaxing and enjoying the company of their photographer friend. What you can't see here, is Rachael, a black haired very efficient, somewhat hilarious woman, crouching down behind a bike rack to get this shot, while a man in his 70s is trying to park his bike, huffing and snortling that people are using this carpark for non carpark things, even though he is using the carpark for complaining. It did provide quite a funny backdrop. What else... nope. This is just a straight up sensible author picture that you'd imagine in a real proper sensible book. I'm rather happy with it.
You're looking at a pink haired human with their hands behind their head, standing against a green hedge backdrop. They're wearing pink glasses and green and white overalls. So, the vibe. The vibe here is someone who absolutely does not know how to be photographed, who has decided to stand against a green background while wearing green in a way that makes them hope they'll just blend in and look like a hedge with a head. Inconveniently, the pink hair and glasses, which is the sort of "slap you around if you look at it first thing in the morning it's that bright" kind of pink, kind of defeats this entire enterprise. The expression on this human's face is cheeky. Probably because I'd just finished sharing an absolutely filthy joke with my lovely photographer and she'd just told me to shut my mouth and pose or we'd be there all day. As this was being shot in a supermarket car park, imagine a couple of confused people looking on, but not too many, because this kind of thing is very normal in the part of the world where I live. People trying to impersonate hedges or woodland creatures unsuccessful is almost mandatory in fact. So, yes. The vibe is pink haired hedge human. I hope that helps.
You're looking at a pink haired human with their hands behind their head, standing against a green hedge backdrop. They're wearing pink glasses and green and white overalls. So, the vibe. The vibe here is someone who absolutely does not know how to be photographed, who has decided to stand against a green background while wearing green in a way that makes them hope they'll just blend in and look like a hedge with a head. Inconveniently, the pink hair and glasses, which is the sort of "slap you around if you look at it first thing in the morning it's that bright" kind of pink, kind of defeats this entire enterprise. The expression on this human's face is cheeky. Probably because I'd just finished sharing an absolutely filthy joke with my lovely photographer and she'd just told me to shut my mouth and pose or we'd be there all day. As this was being shot in a supermarket car park, imagine a couple of confused people looking on, but not too many, because this kind of thing is very normal in the part of the world where I live. People trying to impersonate hedges or woodland creatures unsuccessful is almost mandatory in fact. So, yes. The vibe is pink haired hedge human. I hope that helps.
You're looking at a pink haired human with their hands behind their head, standing against a green hedge backdrop. They're wearing pink glasses and green and white overalls. So, the vibe. The vibe here is someone who absolutely does not know how to be photographed, who has decided to stand against a green background while wearing green in a way that makes them hope they'll just blend in and look like a hedge with a head. Inconveniently, the pink hair and glasses, which is the sort of "slap you around if you look at it first thing in the morning it's that bright" kind of pink, kind of defeats this entire enterprise. The expression on this human's face is cheeky. Probably because I'd just finished sharing an absolutely filthy joke with my lovely photographer and she'd just told me to shut my mouth and pose or we'd be there all day. As this was being shot in a supermarket car park, imagine a couple of confused people looking on, but not too many, because this kind of thing is very normal in the part of the world where I live. People trying to impersonate hedges or woodland creatures unsuccessful is almost mandatory in fact. So, yes. The vibe is pink haired hedge human. I hope that helps.