Visited Berlin to speak at Hybrid Conf. Took my sister. Amazing city. One of my favourites, I think. Would love to go back. Bye.
On Thursday I bought a lens. The first lens I’ve bought in 4 years! I now own Canon’s L series 24mm ƒ1.4. I don’t normally like wide lenses, but I find ’em handy for weddings and I’m way too comfortable with the 50mm.
I took a couple of test shots at my gran’s house, which turned out to be quite special as I caught her happily interacting with my nephew, Blake, after being upset about her ill health. I love my family.
My Gran had a bad fall. We were all set to head to Mar Hall for afternoon tea (my favourite place for cake, coffee and sandwiches!), but at 83 the fall badly impacted her back. As a result, we celebrated my Gran’s 83rd birthday from her house.
There was still cake. Chocolate. And I got to see my nephew, Blake. Any day that involves chocolate cake and my nephew is a good day. Happy birthday, Gran.
Yesterday, I visited the seaside town of South Queensferry for the first time. It’s a quaint village on the outskirts of Edinburgh, populated with ice cream parlours and colourful houses.
My family met for lunch to celebrate my Dad’s 10 year anniversary. Maybe ‘celebrate’ is the wrong word, but I think we’re all glad it was a decade ago and the feelings of grief have left us, and so many positive changes have happened since then.
I feel GOOD, guys.
I finally made it to Paris, taking my mother and sister along with me. The crepes were tasty. The Eiffel Tower was impactful. The men are handsome, but they smoke. We walked 8-10 miles every day. I got to use Uber for the first time. People taking selfies at the Eiffel Tower made me laugh. I saw the hotel my dad took my mum to when she was 21. Jack Russells are popular in Paris. I’d like to go back.
My sister stopped by my apartment today, in between dropping one of her dresses off at a shoot with Rebecca Fox, and a massage I booked for her 30th birthday. We went for ice cream. Well, Carolyn did. I had just ran 8K so was behaving myself… for about 5 minutes.
My sister’s fiancé, who is a footballer, was meeting with a Glasgow agent about football ‘hings, so it was the perfect opportunity for my sister to stop by the studio and chat about wedding ‘hings. I attend weddings all the time as a photographer, but I can’t wait to be a part of my sister’s wedding. To celebrate their relationship. To dance. To relax. It isn’t for a while yet, but my photographer perspective has already rubbed off on my sister, who has been sending me potential venues based on natural light (yes!).