My friends are insanely handsome and I love them. Thanks for being in my life, boys!
My sister, Carolyn, has been telling me for some time about a junkyard on the outskirts of Edinburgh. When Suzanne and Christina contacted me to do a shoot for their portfolio – Suzanne being a make-up artist and Christina specialising in vintage hair – the junkyard gave us the go-ahead to shoot there. Cue lots of strange looks from people scavenging for a bargain.
With us being in a junkyard, I was able to utilise my (very random) surroundings to enhance the photos. For example, I held a weed up to the camera to produce the yellow blur on a couple of the shots, and found a grungy window to shoot through, which gives a nice, softened effect. And then I washed my hands.
And of course, with my sister being a dress designer, we had Danielle wear Carolyn’s evening gowns… and swimming costume. All of which are in stock in my sister’s shop.
A fun shoot with a great team. Hopefully we get to collaborate again soon.
This is the guy who got me lifting weights. Over two years ago, when I first joined the gym, Scott gave me a gentle nudge towards the weights as I was solely doing cardio. Like most women, I was a bit apprehensive as I thought I would bulk up. Two years on I can squat while lifting Scott above my head, as well as bench press him.
Maybe that last sentence isn’t true.
When my friends, Sheryl and John, told me they were getting another pug puppy, I just had to take photos of the new addition. It has become a bit of a tradition after photographing their other pug, Ella, when she was a puppy (who hit front page Explore on Flickr – thanks, Ella’s face!). Macy is every bit as cute as Ella, so if you can’t get enough of her there are more photos on my Facebook page.
I decided to revisit some of the blogs that inspired me to get into photography. I had some Twitter followers ask if I’d share them, so what follows is a list of the photographers I frequented when I first starting shooting. Maybe they’ll inspire you, too?Navis Photography: Tim nails both landscape and portrait photography. Tell me how you do it, Tim. How I Met Your Style: Incredible fashion blog. Justin and Mary: A husband and wife, wedding photography duo. Keaton Andrew: Music photographer. No longer updated, but still a healthy archive to browse. Vow To Remember: More wedding photography. Ben Haisch: Senior portraits and weddings. I love his stuff. Nick Onken: Fashion.…
I treated myself to a mint green Jawbone Up (these are not my hands in the photo, though – they’re Ryan’s!). Last year I was training for a 10K and only having one cheat day a week. I was in the best shape I ever have been. This year, my willpower with food has disappeared (I can’t say NO!), and I’ve mostly given up on cardio in favour for lifting. Truthfully, I don’t like the way my body looks. More importantly, however, I don’t feel as good as I did this time last year. I figured that having a Jawbone Up in my life would encourage me to move more (it has), as well as truthfully log my …
If you’re a frequent visitor to my blog, you may remember Mags’ face. I stayed with Mags when I visited New York in September of last year. We grew up together, so when she touched down in Scotland for only a few days, I sped through to Strachur despite already having driven 440 miles and being sick of sitting behind the wheel. Even though my wheel is awesome.
Mags has invited me back to New York. I’m thinking of spending a few days there, then hopping over to San Francisco. OH MAN.
Leeds is a city I knew nothing about. Needing to escape for a couple of days, my friend – Harry – spent 48 hours introducing me to its array of indie coffee shops, great restaurants, and getting me into beer (albeit fruity, cherry flavoured beer) and gin. Not a particularly healthy few days, which is why I spent some money I’d earned on a Jawbone Up (already hit my 10,000 steps by 10am today. YALDI).
My favourite spots in Leeds;
It’s been a while since I’ve papped my camera in Indie’s face – especially with the 28mm lens. I think, after 52 Weeks, I had exhausted her tolerance with the camera. Nothing entices a dog to pose quite like the promise of sausages, though.