It took about an hour of poring over these slides to figure out where I went wrong. The idea is pretty well in place, but the problems are that (a) I haven’t got a fisheye lens, which is SO what this needs and (2) the lighting’s harsher than I’d hoped.
The original idea was to have a dour, older woman sitting in a field being attended to by a younger, impertinent server. The woman would have all of her attention and bad attitude focused at the lens (at the viewer) and the waitron (a real word, I’d point out) would be surly. The tea would be overpoured and overflowing and the woman would have no clue.
The sun refused to stay behind the clouds — it was behind them right as we started and went back just as we finished — so we were hot as well as lit wrong. The girls I got weren’t old enough to be, y’know, old. This is a sketch. Again. *sigh*
