The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1912-06-07
The
Photographers
Way

'Tve been looking at your framed
photographs down In the reception
room and l don't like any of them!"
announced the girl In the evening |
gown. as she emerged from the dress |
Ing room into the photographers
studio and posed herself gracefully
on the Louis XIV chair.
whats the matter with them?
asked the photographer.
WELL" replied the girl. 1--WE ideas
OF my own-you know ! attend art
school and we've studied portraiture.
Now. there's a certain stiffness In all
of those photographs downstairs"
stiffness" interrupted the photog-
rapher, brusquely. well, all l can
say is that your art school needs
new teacher! Why, every one OF
those photographs that you criticise
has won medals-two of them in
Paris!"
81 can't help that" returned the
girl. gently but firmly. ION the face
of that Madonna and Child that's
marked First Prize there's an ex-
tremely worried look-you can see
that the camera was held second
too long and the product isn't easy
and natural"
well. but Madonnas are all sort
of worried-look at the great ones,
protested the photographer, earnest
ly.
The girl smiled amusedly. as she
might have smiled at small boy ex-
pressing his views on art. But, don't
you see, they're natural in those great
pictures" she said THE worry if
that's what you call it, isn't because
the Madonna's afraid her mouth Will
be stiff from holding the expression
too long. Her eyes aren't stiff from
! being afraid of winking and blinking.
Do you see what mean She drap-
ed her train more gracefully.
'Wen, we've got to hurry now"
said the photographer, glaneing at his
watch and looking meanngly at the
closed doors Of the various dressing
rooms. "How do you want yours
taken? ! suppose you want to pose
yourself?"
coldly She smoothed back her hair
|, and smiled sweetly, bending trife
forward There, | think this is
! very good pose" she remarked, mod
! estly.
"Um-hum." the operated smiled
"That'll be a peach. It'll give you
!, nice big head and bring the forehead
out beautifully! It'll quite hide
u your smile with your nose, which viii
: be large enough for any modes
h human being. and if / take 1t full
|. length people will wonder whether
i one foot is really so much larger thar
! the other or if it's just your shoes"
She heard him snap the bulb
clicked loudly-and so she kney tina
was over.
$ Now, anetthh pose, please!" HI
) was -aggressively polite.
/, The girl in the evening gown hell
y herself frigidly. II think I'll hav
!, one, now, sitting dreaming-not an.
particular pose. I'll just put mysel
? in the attitude and when my expires
7 sion is really that of dreamer
d when I've sufficiently forgotten you
n presence and that of the camera
you may snap me-
The photographer drew up a chat
with much commotion and settle
himself in it. "All right, get set!" h
- ordered. YEARLY
y The girl. for lack of window, 81
Dr. lected a certain leafy fly to set he
In soul upon in meditation.
is We'll" she exclaimed, after five 8
j lent minutes had elapsed, why don
- you snap me?"
~ 81 haven't seen that dreamy expre
- sion yet" The tone of the photol
y rapher was calm.
lr The girl opened her lips to spea
nc but closed them and took up her p
al sition again. "Snap nae in two mi
re utes!' she ordered, tersely.
or She dreamed during what SCENE
no to her several minutes without hea
ing a sound from the camera. HI
lips were dry and her eyes ache
from being kept in one position. 81
&C closed her eyes a second for res
wiping her lips with her tongu
when-click! She knew the pilot
lis graph was taken.
"Just two minutes" exclaimed II
photographer, theoretically, as
shut his watch
"Do-do you think 1t will be good
queried the girl, apprehensively. Il
! just know I blinked and that l b
my tongue out in that last one!'
4 "Well, you can't tell about the
artistic pictures" commented
photographer, sagely. But I'll I
you what I'll DOLL take few qui
snaps, now, on my own hook. ),
you sit and do what tell you anc
think yell manage to get few 60
poses for you"
When the door OF the dressi