Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Yoga with Danique: Byron Bay.

On Saturday, Danique and I drove down to Byron Bay for our shoot together. It's one that's been a long time coming. Now that I only work three days a week, I am so excited to be able to have more time, not only to create more work like this, but to connect with others like this. The conversations you get to have and the unique relationship you build as photographer and subject are what draws me to photographing people. I also love doing shoots where multiple things I love intersect, and naturally, yoga photography is one such place where two of my paths merge.

There were so many great shots that came from this afternoon; it was hard to pick only a small selection for this post. It was a really windy day which made both yoga and shooting challenging (you try balancing on your forearms or holding a camera steady when you're being aggressively shoved by the wind at the top of a hill), but I'm pretty pleased we managed to squeeze three outfit changes and three locations within 4 hours, with a lot of talking, laughing and bloopers in between. Danique is one of the strongest yogis I know in more ways than one—I'm pretty glad to call her a friend, mentor and yoga teacher.

Outfits: 1. Top: Onzie, Bottom: LunaJai Athletic. 2. Top: Lululemon, Bottom: LunaJai Athletic. 3. Top & Bottom: Kamuka Active. This is not a sponsored post.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Clare at Cabarita.

After our shoot for Lululemon, Clare and I couldn't help but go for a dip (because as if we'd be spending all that time shooting by the beach without actually going into the, our swimmers were well and truly packed). The setting sun was starting to cast that perfect pink-orange hue across the horizon, where thick, tall clouds were hovering, and the surf was intense; giant, deep turquoise waves and an incredibly strong tide ready to suck us out into the ocean. It was going to be too good not to capture, so I ran back to the car to get my camera. I'm glad I did.

Clare x Camille for Lululemon Brisbane.

I am about 1000% excited to have photographed my friend Clare of Self-Taught Yogis for Lululemon Brisbane last week. Clare and I finished yoga teacher training together last year, but even before that she was working hard to make her own contribution to the world of yoga, launching her Instagram and eBooks to help people teach themselves yoga at home. I admire her strength (mentally, but also physically—you need only see her yoga moves on Instagram to know this is one strong woman), perseverance and her really bright, playful, easygoing nature. She's one of those people that is so much fun to be around, but is right there for real talk and serious conversation too.

Lunch, yoga, photos and a sunset swim made for a one-of-a-kind Tuesday afternoon down at Cabarita Beach, Kingscliff (just past the New South Wales border). We were spoilt. No other Tuesday can ever compare.

Monday, March 28, 2016

A Saturday in Sydney's summer.

In February I flew back down to Sydney to catch up with my sister and my uncle's family. One of my cousins was visiting from where she lives in Shanghai, and I don't see them often. I had some spare time, so I caught up with Jason. Sydney treated us nicely that day—it was warm, the sun was out; a perfect day to be by the water. Instead of heading to Bondi, Jason took me to Shelley Beach. I'd never been before. The beach was packed with swimmers, stand-up paddleboarders and snorkellers in the water, dozens upon dozens of South Americans partying on the beach, and even a wedding reception happening in the restaurant by the shore.

Jason wanted to help me take some yoga photos for my 365 project, up on top of the cliffs where the view was beautiful (typical Sydney). The light was perfect, and being photographers, we lingered. I mostly spent time on the other side of the lens that day. I observed my thoughts and noted with relief, gratitude and surprise that I was not anxious, whereas I previously would have been—despite the fact that I was in a swimsuit, quite close to a small group of South American men who were having their own good fun but were no doubt curious as to what we were doing. I let all of that melt away so I could be and let small parts of my true nature surface for the lens. It is not easy to do. It will not be easy to do again. It takes time to be vulnerable in front of the lens, in front of someone else—even friends, even family. This impromptu portrait session on the rocks led to what has to be my most favourite photos taken of me ever, and I'm really glad it turned out the way it did. It has helped me feel a little more comfortable in my own skin, which will be a lifelong project, and things like this are like victories, triumphant milestones to mark times where I felt change in me. Deep-seated scars moved and freed so I could continue to un-become everything I wasn't.

Friday, March 25, 2016

Gold Coast Engagement Shoot: Rach & James.

My friends Rach & James are getting married exactly 6 weeks from today. I'm so excited to be behind the lens for them on their special day! They are so playful and kind, and Rach is one of the most talented illustrators and designers I know—so I know their wedding is going to be so much fun, filled with all the things that make them who they are. I love a couple that don't take themselves too seriously—when you have fun at your wedding, it shows in the photos.

I have been friends with Rach since our university days, and I couldn't have been happier for her when she moved to the U.K. to be with this handsome blue-eyed Englishman, for him to propose to her at none other than the Eiffel Tower, and for them to come back here to start their lives together.

Here are some photos from our recent Gold Coast engagement shoot. If you're a couple in love and you'd like to do a portrait or engagement shoot with me, please get in touch.

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Tasmania: A snowy Mt. Wellington sunrise.

In November, when the rest of Australia is usually well into the mid-late 20s, Tasmania still remains quite cold. Martin's brother messaged us two days before we were due to leave, to let us know that as Hobart wouldn't be warmer than 12ºC, we could expect snow atop Mt. Wellington. We would be leaving for Canada and its beautiful white winter 4-5 weeks later, but we couldn't help it: we had to see it.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Tasmania: Tasman National Park.

We couldn't leave Tasmania without visiting Tasman National Park. Tasman National Park, like other spots in the Tasmanian east coast, has beautiful turquoise water and beaches. Unlike the Bay of Fires and Freycinet National Park, however, the edge of this coast is made up of cliffs that once caused many a shipwreck. The ancient rock formations throughout Tasmania are one of the highlights of the natural scenery here, and definitely part of what makes Tasmania so unique. This tiny state has everything: mountains, beaches, volcanic rock, dairy country and alpine country.

The photos below were taken at Tasman Arch, Remarkable Cave and Tessellated Pavement. Unfortunately we didn't have time to do a hike, but there were many scenic walking tracks of various difficulties, from easy 40 minute walks to the bigger 3-5 hour treks.

As I mentioned in one of my other posts, no other Australian state quite has weather like Tasmania—these photos go from being completely bright and sunny to having dark storm clouds hovering across the horizon. Later that afternoon it started hailing, and raindrops began to freeze as they met our windshield.

Wednesday, March 09, 2016

Tasmania: Pumphouse Point (Day 2).

Pumphouse Point is a place for everybody. Whether you’re the kind of traveller that loves to lounge around, finally getting around to that pile of books you have to read, or the kind of traveller that loves walking and exploring. I’m more of the latter, although my one regret with my stay here is that I don’t feel like I got quality lounge time in such splendid accommodation. If only we could have stayed an extra day.

Each morning we'd get up early to have breakfast at the Shorehouse, enjoying local Tasmanian produce. Martin and I love sourdough so we couldn't go past asking for a loaf to take back to our room for later. Some of our fellow travellers from the previous evening had left, leaving us with new faces to meet the next day.

Tuesday, March 08, 2016

Tasmania: Pumphouse Point (Day 1).

If you asked me what the absolute highlight of our trip was, it probably would have been this. Our time in Cradle Mountain came in as very close competition, but I'm not sure I could say it beat staying at the top floor of the beautiful, award-winning Pumphouse Point at Lake St. Clair National Park. I felt pretty lucky to have been able to book it—I was booking 6 months in advance, but already nearly all surrounding dates were completely booked. To think this place has only been open from the 1st January, 2015!

The entire experience was something Tom Haverford & Donna Meagle would've been proud of. We were greeted at reception to a glass of champagne and a conversation. Not the bland kind of small talk that you briefly have before going over the totally banal details of checking into a typical hotel, prior to being rushed off to your room—but actual conversation, where there was absolutely no hurry in the act of getting to know one another.

Friday, March 04, 2016

Tasmania: Wombat Pool & Marion's Lookout, Cradle Mountain (Day 2).

After our sunrise walk around Dove Lake and a light birthday breakfast, we were ready for another adventure and drove back to the national park to do more hiking. Initially aiming to only complete the 2.5 hour circuit around Wombat Pool, we ended up going further and climbing to Marion's Lookout. It started pouring half-way during our hike, which meant I couldn't take many photos during our descent as we focused solely on hiking down the very rocky, steep terrain (most of which required the help of carefully placed chains) while raindrops relentlessly tapped the tops of our heads, dripping down our faces and severely reducing our visibility. Not to mention I had to protect what is arguably my most important asset from the rain—my camera!