I mailed this to a couple of friends on Sunday.
"I had a slightly understandable, but unpleasant experience yesterday at the jazz session. A friend of mine, a sax player who sometimes jams with the regular group, was chatting to me and I mentioned a pretty girl at one of the tables; I suggested it would be nice to try some shots with her and he said hey, I know the family, I'll ask about that right now. So, off he went, only to return with the remark that he wished he hadn't bothered: the older woman in the party instantly asked if it was for dirty pictures! Anyway, she came over to where we were both standing and explained that the girl was daughter of a friend in Germany and that she was looking after her. I said that I was father and grandpa to girls and that I understood perfectly.
By chance, I'd with me a CD I'd made of some pics I wanted to explore with another person who, unfortunately, hadn't turned up at the art meeting last week, so I said take this, play it, and you'll see exactly what I want: head-shots. I also gave her my card.
She came back a further time (Batlady) and said that they'd contact me in a couple of days to let me know, but that the girl, though interested, would not be coming (wherever) alone. With mindsets like that, I think I would now insist that somebody accompany her for my security! The funny thing is, the mutual friend is the one who feels most offended, as if he'd make an intro for a pornster! God knows what they'll make of the website. Frankly, who gives a flying fig anymore? Enthusiasm needs two parties to flourish. Oh - I'd shot one or two frames of the chick at her table, and I was asked not to use them... Hell, who are these people and what do they imagine this is all about? Use them for what? She's a friggin' totally unknown little lady with a pretty face and not a lot else."
So yes, another rock, another tree does, as genre, offer a sort of safety...
;-(
Basically, not a great time of year.
Rob C