Years of drought and dry creek beds changes the way one thinks, I’ve noticed. Or what one doesn’t think, more to the point. The possibility of flash floods this spring didn’t particularly cross my mind. Let alone such for the…
What’s better than a cherry on top? A chook perhaps? UM, YES?! Definitely a chook! 😂 I knew this would be a great shoot as soon as I talked to Claire over the phone, when the session was first booked…
Some men and photos. It’s like they think they’re allergic, you know? 😅 When Holly and I first talked newborn photos, she confessed that Rob was not sold on the idea. “Maybe when our baby is a bit older… when…
Some photo shoots are simple from start to finish. Haha, scratch that. Photo shoots NEVER go exactly to plan for me. But perhaps that’s because you can’t plan magic? Besides, this cautious little home girl definitely needs a regular dose…
My head throbs, but my heart smiles. I was awake ridiculously late last night. Or should we be honest and call it this morning? I’m an infamous all-or-nothing, wrapped-up-in-the-here-and-now girl. So… when my latest assignment deadline caught up with me…
Eighty percent. A high chance, wouldn’t you say? Those were the numbers the weather website announced that morning. The likelihood of thunderstorms was more than a slim possibility. And the maximum temperature? A grand 11C. Freezing, right?! If only one…
There are two things I look forward to most that help me get through exam season. Nailing down another unit of study and photoshoots. Heidi contacted me back in April, when I was in the thick of essay-writing. It was…
Four, I mean, three hours to go now. The time-zone has changed again. I must factor that in as I look from the digital clock showing Moscow time to the window again. Towering forest, rolling hills, picture-book dachas coupled with…
The Serbian ‘Autoput’ is the place for quick, albeit expensive travel. Toll booths seem to loom ahead every half an hour. More Slavic ink in my passport and another country to tick off my list. Making a beeline for Venice,…
Cameras have always had a magnetic effect on me. It’s probably something in my genes. My grandfather used to turn the family bathroom into his own dark room where he would develop his photos. I have been told that he…