written on May 23, 2017
The first time I listened to Colouring was in a Steak 'n' Shake drive-thru in Indianapolis. It was the only the second time I'd been to the city since I was five and the first time I'd met Abby, my friend and fellow late-night Steak 'n' Shake consumer. We were driving home and talking about bands that were perfect for late-night drives--bands like Coldplay and Paper Kites--and Abby asked if I'd listened to Colouring before. I hadn't. So while we waited for our burgers and vanilla Cokes, I listened to them for the very first time. Little did I know, in just a few short weeks, I'd be a couple states over shooting their portraits.
The day of the show and the shoot, I was excited and nervous all day. Goodness, I was shooting the show and portraits of this adorable British band and, to top it all my nerves off, it was raining. Pouring, really. When we met late in the afternoon, I'm sure I was a bit of a sight: orange men's beanie pulled over my carefully straightened purple hair, soaked black hoodie, black leather pants, denim jacket tied around my camera bag in a last-ditch attempt to keep it dry. But the Colouring fellows didn't blink at it and asked me questions about my day and my home and my photography. Immediately, they set me at ease.
Because of the rain, most outdoor locations were ruled out, but we also couldn't shoot in the venue. But before our shoot, I'd wandered around a bit and found a couple dry nooks within a block of the arena. These photos were all within a block's walk and we took them all in about 40 minutes, including walking time.
