Isn’t this warmer weather gorgeous (for those of you located in the southern hemisphere) – I must say it is rather warmly welcomed (see what I did there) by us flatting students who get through winter with no heater and instead opt for skiing outfits and hot water bottles. Anyway, I have been initiated into a lovely group of Auckland based wedding photographers – by my tolerance of vast volumes of coffee, love of food, laughter, great conversation about common interests and for being the token “Ponsonby kid” (without fulfilling the stigma IMO… hah hah)
Amber and Isaac De Reus of NZ’s #1 Wedding Photography company Perspectives Photo + Cinema (in competition with my other friend Zahn of Auckland Weddings) have taken me under their wing and recently I was their assistant for the day out at the beautiful Muriwai Beach where they taught me some of their favourite techniques and cool ideas. What I loved most was shooting throughout the day and being able to capture the incredible changes in light to create completely different looks without editing – some wistful and magical, others moody and dramatic.
I have also interviewed them for a studio piece surrounding their concept of Epic Storytelling – which involves day long shoots capturing every “epic” moment throughout the day. Definitely take a look at their website and you’ll see what I mean. Thanks Amber and Isaac, you guys are awesome and I’m glad to call you my friends!
Here are some of my photographs…
If I told you pizza could be cooked in 90 seconds, would you believe me?
I was fascinated to learn the tricks of the trade when it comes to making an authentic Neapolitan pizza. Esteemed pizzaioli Kevin Morris sat down with me to share a few secrets from the age-old tradition only a small number of chefs in the world practice. He also shares with me his personal story from being a jack of all trades, to pursuing his love of pizza making. Thanks Kevin and the wonderful team at Dante’s for your fantastic pizza, lovely warm service and for keeping the art of pizza making alive.
For more info check out: http://www.dantespizzeria.co.nz/
Recently I worked on the VEDERE Photographic Exhibition – producing collateral, designing the official booklet (pics below, please note they are photos of the actual booklet, hence the shocking lighting.. the grey is actually white!) and overall event organisation. The exhibition was a charity gala event put on as a fundraiser for the building of the new Haematology and Bone Marrow Transplant Ward at Auckland City Hospital. I feel so lucky to be a part of such a great cause, and it was so humbling to meet the patients and hear how much this meant to them, as well as their courageous stories. So inspiring.
A while ago I posted this photo on Instagram, which received quite a lot of interest and requests to post the recipe… So here it is!
The pancakes are vegan, gluten-free, dairy-free, sugar-free, grain-free and ridiculously good for you with all the vitamins, antioxidants and superfood benefits packed into the cacao, berries, protein powder and cinnamon. It tastes like an absolute dream and is fantastic served with some yummy “nice cream” or maple syrup also. All the ingredients can be bought from your local supermarket and the recipe can accurately serve 2 people, or 1 if halved (which is what I did today). So here’s the recipe – please feel free to leave any questions or comments you may have and link me a pic of your final result on Instagram 🙂 Continue reading “Vegan Banana and Blueberry Protein Pancakes w Choc sauce”
Get creative with easy to make designer tees! Follow these simple instructions:
– An A4 print out of your design
– Fabric paint
– Safety pins
– A plain white t shirt
– Small paint brushes, pen
Turn the shirt inside out, and begin pinning your design face down – make sure it is as straight as possible! (Please excuse the fact that I completely forgot to iron mine… let alone actually own an iron 😉 )
Be very careful not to go outside the painted area – especially if you’re using a bright blue pen!
Tip: use a window to see better 🙂
(Pretty self explanatory)
Please send me the link to your final products, would love to see how they look 🙂
Here is a beautiful poem written by an elderly man in an Australian hospital which he left to the nurses:
Cranky Old Man…..
What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you’re looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . … . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .’I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . … lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you’re thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he’ll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don’t mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. …Babies play ’round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future … . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I’ve known.
I’m now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It’s jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I’m loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. …. . ME!!
The best and most beautiful things in life can’t be seen or touched.
They must be felt with the heart