Mirror, mirror

I went in today to hold up puppets for a photoshoot. They needed all of pictures of all of the puppets in all of their costumes. It went surprisingly quickly, thanks to the photographer and our wranglers and wardrobe department.

The photographer was standing in front of a mirror, so I could see to focus the puppets’ eyes on him, but my brain kept trying to make it a monitor. It was very amusing. He’d say, “Move left” and I’d move right. Sigh…

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