‘Grace, John Grace’ up in the studio
Mr. Grace, shaken, not stirred.
My friend, John Grace, who wears the hell out of a tuxedo, stopped by the studio recently for a head shot. We did plenty of formal-looking portraits but this little “James Bond” moment occurred when John thought I wasn’t looking. It seems the best photos always do!
He straightened his cuff, and paused at just the right instant. It was a simple Profoto 600 monolight in a 36″ softbox, camera right and speedlight with a Honl grid for hairlight. I’m still playing with the speedlights and liking them better all the time.
