These past weeks have been taken up making videos, something I've never done before (did you know that underwater work is just about the only area of photography I haven't experienced?); apart from video of course. I wanted to shoot Ron, my son David's swimming coach at the Salisbury pool. To complete the job, I wanted to do an interview with him; more of a 'musing' than an interview actually, I told Ron what I wanted to do; he responded in spades. When we set up by the side of the pool, Ron having given his troops a long swim to complete, the shot was good and Ron spoke movingly of his memories, especially those in the war. I was delighted. Until, that is, I played back to sound and discovered that Ron's words had been drowned out by the pool's background noise.
Just look at the picture:
So next week, I'm using a lapel mic, attached to the Nikon D800 and monitored by a pair of Bose headphones I'd bought years ago in LA.
Amazing, isn't it, that you can never predict the future?
I'll keep you blogged.
Thanks for reading.
JB
