||[Feb. 2nd, 2006|12:14 am]
this is on my mind, toward the back:
They asked me to take everything down, from my website and anywhere else I may have mentioned things unmentionable.
I outright refused. And rightly. Fucking. So.
I offered, however, to change words associated with pictures and names to not mention the unmentionable, to an extent.
They agreed, but also inquired "what's with the animosity?"
I changed words, and deleted some, and am at the point of saying fuck the whole sodding thing. Them, the story, the friendship...
And what's with the fucking animosity? Kills me. They are so goddamn important to themselves...not that this story would have been a good thing or a bad thing, what was scary was that it was different...it was new light.
What irks me about this is that they did not even ask me to change the words...never seemed to have occurred to them. And they said that "if you must keep the story on your site" changing it to meet their conditions would be acceptable. I am done shooting them...not another frame for them. I am also a bit angry with myself for not keeping a tighter lid on my copyright--having them sign pieces of paper that would mean money for me if someone mis-used my photos. Live and learn, I suppose.
But they out and out wanted the whole story down... yes, it was fun, and yes, I did learn a lot about situational lighting... but where is the fucking payoff if not in the final story? What was the point? Cut my balls off, but at least leave me the memory of once having them. Working so hard for a slap in the face.
This has been building up in the little quiet moments in the day, and needed an outlet.
More to come? hopefully not. I need new stories &c. on my site/in my portfolio anyway. It is coming. Things are brighter than this.