Here’s what I learned: like watching skilled dancers, it is a pleasure to see the artful movements of a good model. They understand light and lines and angles. And there are small ways in which their movements can inform the way I capture the everyday grace and vibrancy of the people I regularly photograph. As you already know, and I may have needed to remember: pretty girls are just as likely to be rude or intelligent or fascinating or tiresome as the rest of us.
I also learned something about me. Apparently, given a skilled subject, I will still want to do the work of exploring a personality. In the thrum of working alongside other photographers, I heard myself saying, Yes, good, but look up into the light like you’re in Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds. I asked a model to act as though she had a headache. And I asked this model, who was a total kick to work with, to really let go and scream. For both of us.