
We drove to Margate, my home town, and drove around the back-roads until we found some cows. It really was quite a nice experience. I love cows. I didn't. But now I do. They're great. Like giant cuddly dopey dogs. They also spent about half an talking to each other and talking to us. Calves running free everywhere. This is when Max and I decided we're going to go halves in a cow. One day.
For the first part the shots came out really nicely. The road was in a valley and the sun cast shadow over the road and the fields but it was still high enough to throw some direct light onto Max, who's was dressed as Beau Vine. We got as many shots as we could before the sun went behind the hill. Once it had disappeared we kind of had to shoot a different scene as not to mix lighting environments between them. So I just positioned Max in front of some cows and he rambled on for about 10 minutes about what cows mean to him. You can imagine. You can imagine.
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