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Just a quick add of a couple of images from one of my portrait shoots this weekend.
Loved this one of twins, Josh and Claire
and Claire, alone, just divine!
More to come when I get back from shooting a wedding in Fiji (yes, I do try to work that into all conversations at the moment).
Hey kids, jump in here and let me see what the light looks like.
Three people.
So different.
So the same.
Love 'em.
And yes, to all of you guffawing out there, I do get the pun.
I've always got the pun.
That's why I always said it.
But unlike my still hobbling along modelling career (Bupa and a couple of others last year), I thought my hands had well and truly passed marketability.
But although they are a far cry from the salad days of stroking a hairy chest in the ad for Menage cologne "for men who don't have to try too hard", or holding an Estee Lauder product just so, my dry and wrinkly time capsules are apparently still viable...
In this ad for Panadol, shot back in July, that I stumbled on at the hairdresser today.
I wonder which generation I am ...?
I had a lovely time photographing Sue and Finn the other day.
They have such a special bond, and their constant banter made me laugh over, and over.
We shot in two locations, with two different looks (these guys are seasoned professionals).
Love this
Gorgeous
That open mouth - so cute!
A beautiful afternoon,
and an accessories shoot, for Status...
Model, Phoebe Griffiths.
That's a lot of clothes for an accessories shoot...
On the dune
Adjusting...
Then
Pose
Click
Pose,
Click
Pose,
Click
Pose,
Click
Then a
Smile
Location change
Racing, with the beautiful setting sun
Dan and Sonny waiting for a wardrobe change. Sonny?
Last shot
Love this
I was really keen to photograph twins, Saskia and Imogen because I love how they are both strikingly beautiful, and yet nothing like each other.
The girls' younger sister Allegra, making me laugh...
With the whole family in the afternoon light...
Deliciously gorgeous, delightful, divine children!
After a quick morning photo session at home last week, I went into town to gatecrash Sonny's Me & Zozo kaftan shoot, because I love the model, Eliza.
She's always such a friendly face backstage, and she' gorgeous, of course.
I love the blue.
As I drove into town, I was trying to work out where Sonny meant when he said they were shooting at the Paddington Reservoir, and for the life of me I couldn't.
But sure enough, there in the busy hub of Oxford St, is a most lovely oasis.
It reminded me just a tiny bit of the Umpherston Sinkhole we visited in South Australia, though being right in the middle of the city, the reservoir was so much more surprising.
I love this so much....
Fantastic
Makes me smile.
It means you're pretty sick,
Rookwood being home to over one million bodies in the biggest (multicultural) necropolis in the southern hemisphere.
And what better place for a day out with the kids in the school holidays!
Actually, not as far-fetched as it seems. The grounds of this extensive cemetery are a botanical gardens in their own right and on a sunny day, it is a delightful (and peaceful) place for a picnic.
Though, we didn't.
We had gone for a potter and an explore, hunting down long lost rellies (graves now sadly unmarked), and to check out 'Hidden', a sculpture walk through the plots and tombstones.
The pieces are a representation of the individual artists' response to the cemetery. Rarely macrabre, mostly fairly whimsical - the exhibition gave our day out that extra 'something'.
Here's some of them...
Jane Lennon, 'Swing Low'.
Kimmie Kitamura, 'Life Seeds'.
Kylie Black, 'Eulogy'.
Lee Bethel, 'Murder'.
Will Coles, 'Memorial to the Unknown Armchair General'.
Jacquelene Drinkall, 'Sky Burial'.
My favourite, with her handbag, hat, and shoes... Lyndal Hargrave and Sue Henderson, 'Afterimage'.
Jane Theau, 'Bea'. A homage to local 'resident', the legendary (in the most Australian larrikan way), Bea Miles.
Emily Daughton, 'You Light Up and Cover My Heart'.
Chloe Elizabeth, 'Transcendence 1'.
Adam Galea, 'Charon the Ferryman'.
Thomas C. Chung, 'I Just Wanted to Say... I Still Remember You'.
Madeleine Hayes, 'Waiting'.
Stephen Hall, 'The Limner Loses'.
Julie Donnelly, 'It's All About the Light'.
Melisssa Laird, 'Anima Spiro (Soul's Last Breath)'.
Francois Breuillaud-Limondin and Nathalie Hartog-Gautier, 'A B'.
Suzanne Davey, 'Of Light and Matter'.
I love the idea of art in an environment like this. It's really accessible.
Hidden finishes this weekend, but it is a yearly event and well worth the trip to Rookwood on a fine day.
(not part of the exhibition, but a unique homage nonetheless)
It's true, that to get the newborn shots of the baby folded up ever so neatly, posed, positioned, and re-positioned in a fruit basket, or a bit of flimsy cloth hung from the ceiling (stork-style), or perhaps even draped casually over a Dad's tattooed bicep, the newborn needs to be just that.
New born.
Or, at least in that first, floppy, malleable week of life, before they realise they can do stuff and ultimately have the control.
When shooting these gorgeous twin boys, it was obvious to all of us that I had missed that boat. The boys were in control.
One slept, while the other stirred, and then they swapped.
As a mother of twins, I knew we didn't have much chance of having them both so sleepy that we could strip them down and pose them, and our attempts with their nappies off turned into a messy, slapstick comedy.
But between laughs, and cuddles,
I still captured a few images - just not the scrunkly newborn type.
Love this wrinkly forehead!
Beautiful.
93 years old, and still keen to challenge Belle to a ping pong game.
Love him!
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