Laurence took me out for lunch and coffee and Diet Irn Bru and it was good.
I watched the England vs Italy match in Maggie Mays with Big Ry, Wee Ry and Reid. I shot these at ISO 6,400 (minus the outdoor one, naturally) on the MKIII. I left the noise untouched in post-pro so you can see how the MKIII fairs at high ISO. S’alright.
And the football, yeah. Well, with my mum’s boyfriend being from Sheffield, I was rooting for England to win. This is unusual for a Scot and the whole pub seemed behind Italy. I’m not a big football fan at all, though, but I am enjoying catching the occasional game.
Afterwards we gatecrashed a 21st Birthday party at 13th Note. It was bizarre. I’m looking forward to work in the morning. It’s just past midnight and I am going to stop talking now.
Shambles Miller is a talented singer/songwriter from Glasgow. I’ve heard his songs and they are witty and funny and good. In preparation for his single release on the 9th of July, we took some photos of him in Govan. I told him to “just trust me” with the yellow, flower things (they’re not very masculine). We didn’t spend as much time taking photos as I would have hoped because I had dropped my bank card, which is never very good.
Yesterday evening, I had my first opportunity to play paparazzi at the Scottish Fashion Awards. It turns out I was way underprepared in my first attempt at photographing the red carpet. Grown men bring stepladders, which gave all 5’6 of me no chance at a decent view. That’s okay, I’ll just frame the VIP’s with shoulders and heads and hats.
Admittedly I didn’t recognise most of the attendees, but this is because I have very little fashion sense and don’t read glossy magazines. I was most excited about seeing Alexa Chung and Karen Gillan, the latter failing to make an appearance when I was there. My sister got her picture taken with Karen, though, as she was attending the actual events.
So yes, what follows are unconventional photos of celebrities and paparazzi shoulders.
I am always humbled when people give me the opportunity to photograph their wedding. Their wedding. It was more-so humbling when Robert and Oonah, two people I now consider friends, invited me over to Belfast – a city I’m not familiar with – and entrusted me in photographing their special day. Oonah sent me the loveliest words after seeing the photos.
“You’ve captured all the people in my life who mean so much to me, we are so so grateful, it’s like you knew what I was imagining and just made it!”
I lucked out with Robert and Oonah; least of all because they both scrub up well (not that I had any doubts), or because they were laid back enough to carry on taking photos outdoors after the rain started, but because everybody who attended their wedding was genuinely happy for them and the vibe was, therefore, perfect throughout the entire day. That made my job easy.
This morning I awoke with an itch to do some street photography, and I pretty much hit the jackpot as the Olympic Torch was being carried through Glasgow this evening. It’s always great to shoot in a massive crowd as people rarely notice you, therefore you can catch some fantastic candid moments. Plus, there was a incredible buzz about the place. It was also great to see Des Clarke, who I’ve photographed before, carry the Olympic Torch.
This is the view from the apartment block I live in, but not my actual apartment (I live wayyy down the bottom). This is from an 8th floor duplex apartment, which my neighbours were kind enough to let me look around. One thing is for sure, I have to work my way up to the very top. Just look at the view of the River Clyde!
I love a sausage party, and I was very grateful to be invited to my friend’s sausage party that they hold every year on May 28th. It took place at Glasgow Green. I don’t spend much time there, but I’ve decided that I prefer it over Kelvingrove Park.
Oh, and this weather! If I, a fair skinned auburn haired woman thing, can get a bit of colour then you know it’s been a good week weather wise. A memorable week, but I’m ready to wind down from all the food, ice cream and ciders that the sun has entailed.
A quick and painless 30 minute flight and I am now in Belfast for a wedding. When I was aimlessly hunting for food, I came across David Hughes and the City Hall. I don’t know which was more beautiful.
Belfast is the same kind of pretty Glasgow is (in my opinion); there are a few really good buildings that stand out, and lots of nice textures kicking about. I’m looking forward to photographing my first wedding of the year tomorrow (in the City Hall!).