Last night, after an amazing day where I proudly joined the first Women’s March on Washington in Auckland, we had a severe storm and lost power. Trees and power lines crashed down around Auckland and roads were closed. It seems only appropriate that today I judged the IPA Climate change competition. It also seems appropriate as
Every year I await the selection of entries for the IPA Lucie Awards with a mix of trepidation and excitement. In 2015 I judged the awards from airports and hotel rooms as I travelled from Europe to Asia. Being on holiday really helped me focus on the shots in front of me- my head wasn’t already
I am sitting at Auckland Airport. My destination? Bright, shiny Los Angeles. Dripping with celebs, paparazzi, movie producers, fake boobs and botox, teeth whitening services and shiny convertibles. With all due respect to my genuinely lovely LA friends, this city is not somewhere usually depicted as authentic. (We’ll blame Hollywood for that one). However, below the celeb-coated surface there
Sometimes I feel like a lone ranter, perpetually nagging photographers about keeping up their personal work, shooting their next series, and tapping into their inner artist. That’s why, at Image Nation, a conference in Auckland last year, I was thrilled to hear this being reinforced again and again. Not only did the speakers show some extraordinary work, but
It’s a pretty well known fact that many photographers suffer from varying degrees of dyslexia. Lesser known is the number of photographers (let alone adults in general) negotiating the complexities of life with Aspergers, a higher functioning form of Autism. Yet every time I run a workshop, and at most association meetings, there is at least one photographer in attendance
Last month I asked a creative from the ad industry to pick his top shot from all the folio edits I had done each month in 2013. I first met Mick Bakos when he was the CD of DDB Singapore and we have crossed paths many times over the years-more recently at TBWA in Melbourne. As
I was recently asked by an emerging photographer if there was any hope of her ever getting work as a commercial photographer. She had discovered that it was a male dominated world made up of mostly male photographers working with mostly male creatives. She wondered why; did I know?And was the effort even worth it?