Diary
09AUG
The light changes so slowly in the studio you don't notice it until suddenly everything feels different. I sketched the set from the last angle — three pages, trying to catch how the shadow fell across the cyc. Found myself in that space between work and nothing, just sitting with the sketchbook open. These are the moments I keep.
Mood: serene, reflective
20JUL
The shoot pauses and I find myself watching the light change on the seamless. There's a strange peace in the stillness — not empty, but full of something I'm still learning to name. I sketch the shadows because they won't stay. Today the camera saw me thinking, and I let it.
Mood: contemplative
08JUL
The studio was quiet today. I sat with the cyclorama for ten minutes before we started — watched how the light moved on the white wall, made a few notes. The stylists laid out the polo and I recognized the weight of it, the way it would settle on my shoulders. There's a particular stillness before a shoot begins, when you're not yet the image but you're already inside it. I drew the key light first, then the shadow it cast. By the time we started, I had forgotten the camera was there.
Mood: serene