Saturday, April 18, 2015
M and I ended our four-day Easter long weekend with a spontaneous late-afternoon trip through the Mt. Coot-tha Botanic Gardens. We both realised we hadn't been in years. It's funny how you can forget about all these amazing (and free) things to do around your city, but it always pays off to play tourist for a day.
It was the perfect precursor to a crazy fortnight of yoga teacher training, shooting Typism, attending a wedding and shooting my first wedding of the year—the fortnight I'm currently in the middle of. Looking forward to getting through all of my Typism shots and sharing them with you!
Thursday, April 09, 2015
A fortnight ago Künstler celebrated its first birthday, together with Sunday Social's 4th birthday and winter collection launch and House of Cards' A/W Collection launch. I got to meet so many new, passionate people from the Brisbane creative scene, some of whom I had heard of but hadn't the chance to meet personally, not to mention catch up with others who I hadn't seen in almost a year. If there's one thing I love, it's locals working hard to bring a unique offering to our city, and Künstler has given us just that, providing a thoughtful curation of independently published journals, magazines, and books, not to mention hosting photography, art and jewellery exhibitions in its beautiful matchbox space. I count myself pretty lucky to work just across the road from Winn Lane and I'm really looking forward to what else is coming up for Künstler and this creative little laneway.
Monday, April 06, 2015
Here we are, at the end of March. Life is so full, and I juggle it all: work, freelance work, my yoga practice, birthdays, social engagements, making time for friends, family, my partner. I try to be a great employee, an organised businesswoman, a dedicated yogi, a loving, patient partner, a doting daughter, and a loyal friend, but it's usually at a cost, and that cost is often my own wellbeing. In saying all this, I want to be clear: I am more fulfilled, more content now than I have ever been. I am calmer, more accepting; still driven, but free from the fear and expectations that I created for myself by being extraordinarily goal-oriented; never knowing what it was like to enjoy everything as it is, for what it is, in this very moment.
Sunday, April 05, 2015
After a very early wake-up and then a very awkward change of plans, Martin and I went to see the Chuck Close exhibition at the MCA. It wasn't in our original itinerary but I was so pleased that we ended up going, especially as I'd completely forgotten to include it in our rough Sydney plans. I actually knew very little about Chuck Close and it just so happened to be the exhibition's very last weekend—a fortuitous day indeed.
Martin and I enjoyed the exhibition so much we circled it twice. We savoured every minute detail, and boy, was there detail; the clearly enormous, careful process Chuck Close went through to produce these works was so evident, and I think we can all agree that even at a small size, producing a realistic portrait of someone using only thread, or tiny lines, or tiny little dots of paint, is an astounding feat.
Saturday, April 04, 2015
Three weeks ago Martin and I escaped to Sydney for 4 days. I haven't been back since 2010, and have only been a handful of times since I've lived in Australia—Martin has probably only been once, and he was born in this country. We didn't get to spend Christmas together and I wasn't sure when we'd get to go away again, so with my sister having only just moved down it seemed the perfect opportunity to visit.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
|Martin and I shot on film by Sydney photographer Jason de Plater.|
Last weekend when I was in Sydney I got to meet up with my long-time Internet friends Jason & Joe (more on Sydney later once I have a couple more days to go through my photos!).
What was meant to be a casual afternoon of shooting together around Bondi ended up being an afternoon of Martin & I being the main subjects on the other side of the lens. Definitely not a position either of us are used to. Martin especially has never been keen on photos of himself, but after being with a photographer for some time now, he knows better than to fight it.
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
|My friend and my teacher, Kat. Taken at 6am in our beautiful bayside studio.|
Maybe one day I'll write more of an in-depth post on how beneficial yoga has been for me, especially in the management of my anxiety, but for now let me just say that I love it a great deal and it's one of my many passions. This weekend I'll begin yoga teacher training for 6 months, so expect the occasional yoga photo from me as I share my journey with you.
Below, photos from my favourite shoot with the studios to date, taken at the Wynnum bayside studio where I normally practice.
Sunday, March 08, 2015
In case you missed it, last month I began a new series called Month-By-Month in an effort to give myself more opportunities to share personal reflections here. As it turns out, this is very similar to a series called Head & Heart that my Twitter & Instagram friend Helen runs on her blog, and so from now on I'll be following her format and writing under that series name.
Sunday, March 01, 2015
We ended our last day in Beijing touring the Temple of Heaven and the Summer Palace. It was cloudy and a little icy, so much so that even droplets of water on the ground would freeze up. The Summer Palace would be so beautiful (and crowded) during the warmer seasons; you can even kayak or paddle-boat on the lake. The lake was near frozen when we were there.
The intricate details in every structure in China will never cease to amaze me. All the elderly exercising and playing games in public parks was also one of my favourite things—talk about #fitspo.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
I've been looking forward to sharing this photo story with you: our day at none other than the Great Wall of China. Again, for some reason, The Great Wall was never high on my list of places to visit. Maybe it's because I'm usually drawn to places of extraordinary natural wonder, as opposed to extraordinary feats of man, but now that I've been, I have no regrets. I've always loved mountain ranges—in fact, one of my very first paintings as a kid was of snow-capped mountains in New Zealand—so I guess standing on something impressively man-made amongst something impressively nature-made ticked all the right boxes. I can only imagine how beautiful it would have been had it been snowing, or had it been spring and summertime.
We were there for about 4 hours, but I wish we had time to stay longer so that we could've climbed the 20th & 21st watchtowers, which had quite a steep incline. Perhaps I'll come back and trek the Wall next time (clearly hadn't had enough of trekking in 2014).