Day 2: Colt Seman - Producer
We woke up to a rainy Southern California morning, which is rare in The Golden State. The day began by picking up our vehicle from Mitsubishi’s headquarters; a brand new Outlander that we proudly named Unit 91. After being yelled at by security for trying to drive the concept cars, our main man Melvin gave us the keys to our vehicle. We made sure there was a no-questions-asked insurance policy, because you never know what kind of problems we’ll run into on our adventures.
Our next stop was a little further south at SoleTech/Etnies where we went to pick up some fresh gear. They always have our favorite shoes waiting for us, named, like our favorite whiskey, Jameson. Special thanks to Mike Reagan for supporting us and helping us look sharp for the ladies.
Now looking fly, we headed north to Hot Rod Cameras to meet the man, the legend, Illya Friedman. If you haven’t heard of this guy, you should. He has the most developed and proven PL rigs for the Canon 5D-7Ds and the Panasonic GH2s. He also makes the best accessories for the Sony F3 CineAlta cameras. Shooting with a PL lens is amazing, especially when using the Cooke Panchro/i lens set and a set of classic Cinevisions. Every DSLR shooter out there should strive to shoot with PL cine lenses on their cameras. Its just one step closer to that cinema feel.
Deep in the center of Burbank, you can’t really leave the city anytime around 4pm. The traffic isn’t stop-and-go, it’s just stop. While waiting for the messy jungle of highway traffic to calm down, a stop to see our friends at Mole-Richardson was a must. Jamie and Paul at Mole surprised us with a concept light, not yet released, to test for the weekend. The lights were designed as a perfect soft light for car interiors and other tight spots where large clumsy lights can’t go. There were three lights in the kit, along with a control box that allows you to precisely manipulate the power output of each light, remotely. Products like this are why Mole has been changing the lighting game since 1927.
Now that Southern California's wild beast (traffic) had settled down, we returned to the house in Santa Monica to be graciously Smirnoff Iced at every turn (just Google it). Trying to grab my tooth brush: ICED. Jonny reaching to grab his sweat pants (typical): ICED. At that point, sleep was needed. We immediately fell into short-term comas.