It was 4 in the morning and I was snuggled up in bed while Sophia was hopelessly banging on my window trying to get me up, the pounding adding to the alarms that had been going off for the past 30 minutes. I wasn't up until 4:15, at which point I scrambled out of bed to get the door after stuffing a toothbrush in my mouth. I've never (ever) been a morning person, but this shoot set a new record for earliest call time, and it's a miracle that Sophia only had to wait outside until quarter past. I threw on my only hoodie, grabbed my camera and a towel, and resumed my nap as we headed to sunrise on Lake Anza.
How and why did we decide to shoot this early? Quite frankly, I believe that sunset and sunrise are pretty indistinguishable, so of course there's no reason to be out of bed for the latter. But in between homework assignments and obligations, our only way to cram this shoot in was to do it before the birds were up. Absolutely no regrets. We witnessed morning fog condensing over the lake and turning into golden fire as the sun came up--it was haunting and nothing short of beautiful.
Sophia was giving me major Loch Ness monster vibes, especially with the inky lips and concealed eyebrows so it was fitting that we shot this on the first day of October in the eerie quiet and muted light of sunrise. Something about the eighth month stirred the sleeping monster within her; I discovered her somewhere along the cusp of her dreams and waking up with the sun.