OK, I can finally own up – we’re away shooting again in Ibiza. And as ever, its a rollercoaster ride of un-expected sucesses and random failure. Lets start with the good stuff. The villa is great, huge, very quiet, with lots of very photogenic aspects to it. From the lovely rustic barn seen here, through to a pool with startlingly bright underwater lighting – normally, its not quite enough to shoot by, but this pool, lights up the countryside its so bright and is therefore perfect for shoots.
Also a change from previous trips, we’re flying out all the models. Sorry guys, no local talent from the island at all this year. We took the decision to import girls as reliablity seemed more of a priority than previous years. The clubbing and partying girls usually found on the island, while often extremely hot, aren’t always that reliable – theres always one more after party to check out, and before they know it, its midday and they’re late for a shoot having still not been to bed. So I was really dissappointed when one of our favourite, and usually most reliable girls did not turn up for her flight yesterday evening. We waited and waited, two long and very boring hours at the airport till we finally gave up around 1am. Sitting around waiting is a real mix of emotions. On the hand you’re bored and pissed off; you know you’ve almost certainly been let down, but on the other, you’re just worried that something has happened and the poor thing is sitting on a suitcase somewhere crying.
So what do we do today is the big question? the likely answer is, to write a bit of blog, chase down some standby girls, and then go scope out some new locations in the car.
Holly, has been a facourite on the site for litterally years, when she popped back up again recently it seemed like a damn fine idea to bring her away to Ibiza. I think she had visions of ending up somewhere more glamourous than a dusty old barn, standing next too a bag of cement!Â