I’m still not sure if this shoot actually happened, or if I dreamt it. But the pictures exist, so I digress. Hauling my entire camera kit into Vancouver’s underground, we start shooting on a roll of 3200 speed black and white film when Jenna pauses to ask “have you ever tried a shoot on disposable?” My answer leads to us ditching the subways to go pick one up.
If life presented her with anything “normal,” Jenna would want no part of it. She likes the word “frolic” and claims that she wants to cartwheel everywhere instead of walking, because walking is lame. I didn’t even think you could get food at all hours of the night in Vancouver, but turns out you can, and we were able to scope it out. She orders deep fried pickles with mashed potatoes that definitely came out of a box. It is a combo neither myself or Jenna would recommend.