His name is Charley
Not sure of the spelling
I was living in Nashville, Tennessee. A lady at work was a friend of Charley Watkins, founder of the O’Charley’s chain of restaurants that exists across the Eastern US, mostly in the South. She had a kitten she had named after her friend.
I asked to photograph him and she brought him over. We put our cats in a room upstairs and put him on my tabletop studio. My lady kept him occupied with a cat toy.
He was a good kitty. Pretty soon I was able to catch him in some “Kung Fu” poses.
And one that isn’t quite Kung Fu.
We let him play with our cats’ cat toy on the floor.
The photo I wanted — the one I had envisioned — was a kitten in a basket. He was older and larger than the kitten in my vision, but we brought out a basket full of toys. I got this shot:
Yes, he finally got into the basket, but I never got the shot that I really wanted. Still, he was a great model.
He was tuckered out by the time I took this one.
We moved to Colorado a few months later. This was the last of my serious shoots in Nashville.
This was late in 2009, so it’s possible that he could still be alive.
The older I get, the more I know how much I never knew. Photography is a very sophisticated and highly specialized field, something that the average consumer has no idea as to how much goes into making that perfect 'commercial' shot. I hadn't noticed those shadows, focusing solely on the critter. Everyone thinks its easy to take that million-dollar pic, but those Pulitzer winning images that were captured by shear luck are infinitesimally rare.
Awww... cute kitten pics, what the internet has turned into. Good shot of the razor mitten deployment. Nice lighting, looks clean and well focused. These images could grace a bag of cat food. Cool.