When model and photographer are confined together under one roof, it is almost inevitable that some quickly photographs are churned out. Like I mentioned yesterday,
When model and photographer are confined together under one roof, it is almost inevitable that some quickly photographs are churned out. Like I mentioned yesterday,
Last week I shared the photographs from An Afternoon of Pearls that resulted from an itch to do something creative involving photography thus preventing us
I am not one for self-portraits (sorry, I hate the word selfie and insist on calling a spade a spade!) and don’t have a very
There as a time not too long ago when the socially accepted norm for greeting one another was How are you? How have you been?
As I watch through my kitchen window, leaves chasing each other in ever decreasing circles before being abruptly and unceremoniously dropped on a whim, I
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the