Satruday mornings on chestnut street, cow hollow. i take a small pause in my daily routine to venture into the land of beamers and blondies. I would never voluntarily just drive here on a satruday morning to partake in this sort of observance, but I had to met a wedding client. Normally, I don’t bother meeting former clients, esp if they’ve paid me already but for some reason I was compel for this particular client since her wedding will be one I will always tell as once of the great drama of my weekend profession. Actually, now I am quite glad that I took the time because seeing her remained me of grace Kelly. Which I saw for the first time last night in Alfred hitchcock’s rear window. Yeah, I can understand why man and woman can idolize a woman such as grace. such refined beauty is an archetypical of female evolution. The bonus material on the dvd was quite informative as well in understanding a mastermind of story telling. A lot of great insight on the juxtaposition of imagery and the ability of the audience to perceive without dialogue. Naturally, it has significant application within the medium of photography so more education of hitchcock is in order as well more appreciation of the defining blonde.
