My mum used to say “those that don’t ask, don’t get.” Her dad, who was a bit more East Lancs in speech than my mum, used to say “them as dun’t ask, dun’t get.” However you pronounce it (and I tend towards the East Lancs way because, let’s face it, it’s beautiful) it means the same thing: If you don’t ask for what you want there’s no reason to expect that you’ll ever get it.
This is something of which for something reason I — a rational, adult human being — need to remind myself of rather more than I’d like. Also, I have to remind myself of its corollary: “It doesn’t hurt to ask.”
It’s by being willing to ask that it looks like I’ve managed to secure press access to a festival this year (still trying not to jinx that). Actually, it took a lot of knocking on doors, dealing with an editor who seems to use a black hole as their email server, and being willing to make phone calls and knock on doors. The whole time I was asking I was petrified of being rejected. Told no. Told to go away.
In fact I was so petrified that I thought about setting up my own media agency / magazine and try to get press passes that way rather than try and go through a gatekeeper. Needless to say that was a crazy idea and I’ve shelved it for now.
So here’s a thing. Putting it out there in the world. I want to photograph Augustines. If I get my press pass, I’ll be photographing them at the festival, sure. But I don’t mean photographing them live (although I’ll love doing that again). I mean shooting a portrait of them. A honest-to-goodness band portrait, of the kind that I love to shoot.
It doesn’t hurt to ask.
Time to go ask, then.