10:13:23
10:08am
Vons: Belmont Shore: Long Beach
Coming off our last shoot, Eric and I decided to adjust where we looked for our inspiration word since newspapers aren’t found in the most predictable places any more. We decided to meet somewhere there were magazines, like a supermarket. So we met at the Vons in Belmont shore and went straight to the magazine rack where we picked up the first magazine in the rack, “The BTS Ultimate Fanbook”. We turned to page 7 and the second word on the page was “crazy.”
Immediately we both felt like this was going to interesting to interpret crazy in so many different ways.
As I started my timer and we headed out of the store, there was a commotion coming along with us out the door – their security guard was escorting a girl outside when she then stood right in front of us in the middle of the parking lot traffic and proceeded to make all kinds of exaggerated arm motions and shouting all kinds of gibberish. She was definitely acting crazy! We didn’t even have time to prepare for this one. In no more than 20 seconds into our shoot we were confronted with what we thought might be the craziest encounter possible. Eric wasn’t even ready with his camera and as he was pulling it out and removing the lens cap, she took off down the street like she was on a mission. Eric and I were beside ourselves. What was that? Should we follow her? What if we get too close? Is she safe to be around? We felt that between the time we realized what had happened and the time we were figuring out how to approach this shoot, our best shot might have gotten away from us. We had to track her down.
Eric and I headed up Ocean Blvd to find the girl who was acting crazy. We could see her a block ahead of us and picked up our pace. As we got closer to her we passed her up to scope out the situation and then decided we would double back. Yep! Still acting crazy. We decided we went far enough and then came back toward her. We figured we would take photos as we were passing her, but the closer we got, she locked her eyes on us and it turned out she was now the one approaching us. She proceeded to tell us about how she was in charge of the area we were in, giving us permission to take our camera to the rooftop of the apartment building across the street to get great aerial photos of the neighborhood. Then she segued into letting us in on a secret plan by the entertainment companies to spy on us with all the wires on the telephone poles overhead.
…All the while, Eric kept snapping away. As we walked away, we felt that definitely got something that you just can’t plan for.
About only 20 minutes had passed and we had almost an hour to go. We felt there was no way we could top what we just witnessed, but we had to try. We took off toward the pier where we captured some photos of what we were encountering, but nothing that said “crazy.” We could have called it a day, but then it wouldn’t be a minute:72 shoot, we had to trust the process and continue. We kept walking around the Belmont Shore streets when we came across something discarded on the sidewalk. It was a greeting card that was torn in half like something drastic had just happened. As Eric captured photos of the torn card that had a big XOXO on the front, I looked closer at the inscription on what used to be the inside of the card, “Just wanted to tell you how happy you make me and how crazy I am about you.” Now that’s just crazy! What are the chances that our word was right there in the middle of this scene? All I could imagine is that something crazy must have happened for this card with hugs and kisses on the front to end up like this.
As we wound down our shoot we knew we would have a good debate about which direction we would go to represent our crazy photo. Call us crazy, but we ended up choosing two instead of the usual one.














