Every now and then I read about a model describing the suffering endured to make a beautiful photograph. I never had much sympathy, until we started shooting images for Daydreams mirrors. Photographer Jeffrey Schad and I have shot in the rain at the crack of dawn in Colorado (I had to fly home to New York that afternoon with wet shoes), we've shot while standing in the ocean as high tide came in (eventually filling Jeffrey's waders with 40 degree water) and we've shot in the woods in two feet of snow. The latest shoot took place on the beach on Long Island. The images look like a beautiful summer day. In reality, it was so cold, I couldn't feel my fingers for an hour after we left. Maybe models do have a difficult job?
