If you read my post from earlier in March, you would know that I had a gig coming up to be the ringside photographer for Souris Valley Wrestling, a local independant wrestling company. It may be a small show but it was an very exciting oppourtunity for me. Photography and professional wrestling have been two of my passions for the majority of my life, so the oppourtunity to finally combine the two was very exciting to me. The big day finally came on April 10th. There was a lot of anxiety going into it about whether I knew what I was doing, and if my gear would perform well enough. Considering it was my first time attempting to shoot wrestling, I'm happy to say that I think it went pretty well.
It was definitly a different kind of shooting experience for me. One of the things I have often struggled with when shooting events where there are paying customers for a show, is that I often feel like I'm in the way. This often happens to me when I am shooting bands. People paid good money to see the show, not have some guy get in the way. Luckily, my wife was there to remind me multiple times that I was being paid to get in the way.

The first of five matches for the night was really felt like I was just getting my bearings. I knew where they women would be entering from, but I found myself in what I thought was the wrong position for their entrances. During the match I stayed further back and zoomed in to try and catch action but wasn't feeling like I was really getting exactly what I wanted. I needed to get closer to the ring, but that anxiety of getting in the way as well as a bit of my good old fashioned social anxienty was keeping me further back than where I should have been. However, as the next couple of matches went on I got more and more comfortable getting right up there even if it was from one particular corner that I think my brain thought was safe. I got some fun images of men and women flying through the air and doing all kinds of crazy cool shit. As intermission hit I felt like I was starting to sink into this role.

...and then the weapons came out. Just when I was getting the hang of getting close shooting wrestlers inside the ring, I was learning to chase them around the outside of the ring and keep my distance. Like some kind of wartime correspondant, I wanted to be near the action, but had no intention of catching a piece of shrapnel from one of the exploding doors that each man was blasted through.

I think by far the most challenging part of the night came from the main event, it was a 3-way dance between a trio of increadible luchadors. It was fast paced. They were flying all over the ring. Oh and did I mention that there were three of them to try and keep track of? The tag match earlier in the night may have had more competors, but they were easier to keep track of. These three were all over the place. It didn't help that by this point in the evening my legs were starting to get mad at me for not doing any kind of stretching or warming up, because I had basically been doing lunges, squats, and power walking around the hall for the last hour and a half.
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The evening came to a close, and as my wife and I made hour and a half-ish drive home, the anxiety of "did I even get anything good?" started to creep in. Did I get any decent action shots? Was I able to capture enough(or any) emotion? Did these entrances look good? All these little things creeping into my over stimulated brain.
However, over the course of the following week I rolled photos out to the promoter match by match, and with each positive reaction all that anxiety was washed away and replaced by excitement. The promotor and the wrestlers were happy and excited with what I did, and I have already been asked back for the next show. It was validating. I went in feeling like I had no idea what I was doing, started the editing process feeling like I didn't have enough good images, and finished patting myself on the back for job well done all things considered. It was a very challenging event to shoot because the action was fast, unpredictable, and I often found myself feel like I was out of position for big moves or an entrances. However, that's just how the learning processes works and I'm grateful that I found a company willing to take let a guy whose never done this before take a stab at it. I learned some lessons about what to do, what not to do, and how I can improve next time. Most importantly, I had a blast doing it!
Speaking of next time, the next show "Summertime in the Void" is August 22nd at the Weyburn Curling Rink. See you there.




















