One of my clients recently won a grant to attend a New York workshop with one of her heroes. After announcing her dates in my programme community group, some of my New York clients rallied together and just this week hosted a meet-up with her in a Brooklyn studio. Imagine landing in a foreign city
Sometimes, when I review a photographer’s work and identify their hero shots I am met with an incredulous look. ‘But how can that be my hero work? It’s so easy for me!’ No shit Sherlock. It may come as a shock, but doing what you love, especially if you’ve been doing it for a while, can be a breeze. You
If you’re shooting for clients, you probably think you’re a photographer. You wouldn’t be mad to assume this. Indeed, most people probably refer to you as a photographer. But don’t get caught up in believing that’s what you do. If you’ve watched Simon Sinek’s ‘Find your why‘, you may have an inkling of what I’m talking
Today I heard of the passing of a wonderful New Zealand photographer, Jocelyn Carlin. Jocelyn embodied the word ‘adventure’, travelling the world with her camera, educating photographers, creating a popular studio and darkroom facility in Auckland, shooting for clients, and above all following her passion to explore multiple cultures and build relationships with their people.
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