The chosen one

They called a horse out of the woodland.
“Take her there, through the desert shores.”
They sang to me, “This is yours to wear.
You’re the chosen one, there’s no turning back…now.”
Bat for Lashes – Horse and I


Given to fly

This is something I’m working on for a electronic magazine submission.

Using forms, shapes, colours and lines to enhance and/or show movement of the dancer. It’s an imperfect technique but I quite enjoy it.

Roadtripping – The home straight

After a very rushed shoot with Megan and KC (Key Castle) it was time to find my digs for the night, rest and recuperate for the early start on Sunday.

A welcome diversion was a visit from an friend who is studying architecture, we sat and designed my “ultimate photographic studio” which she was using for a varsity project.

Sunday morning came all to quickly, the plan was to meet a photographer friend Ashleigh in Grahamstown (which conveniently lies on the route back home from Port Elizabeth) at 6am for a sunrise shoot with a friend of hers.
The road at 4am was quiet but misty in spots, but I made it on time with no drama.

Ash, Jess and I headed off to an old disused railway station and this is what ensued…

WPB-Jessamy-54085WPB-Jessamy-54109 WPB-Jessamy-54096 WPB-Jessamy-54093The sunrise was actually very brief and unspectacular which lead to us hunting around for alternate ideas to do this wonderful young woman justice.
WPB-Jessamy-54131 WPB-Jessamy-54133 WPB-Jessamy-54143 WPB-Jessamy-54146Finally ending it all off with some smoke bombs – not really how I wanted to use them, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.

WPB-Jessamy-54230 WPB-Jessamy-54177 WPB-Jessamy-54213Tired but satisfied I hit the road for the final 230km home

Walk on the ocean

WPB-Cait-54278Walk on the ocean ? No not really, sometimes one is lucky enough to find river rocks close enough to the surface to create such an illusion.

That’s  in any case a large part of life is it not? An illusion..

Oh look at him, married with kids, a house, a couple of cars, life must be pretty awesome…. But you might not see him late at night drink in hand, gun in lap wondering if tonight is the last night.
Oh look at her, faded old clothes, not even last years fashion, no make up, hair colour not quite by L’Oreal. But you don’t see her going home from work every night to her man, her soul mate, the love and light of her life. You don’t see them sitting chatting happily for hours happy in each other company.

Don’t simply believe everything you see.

“Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone”
Toad the wet sprocket – Walk on the ocean

Foot note:
The “Smith” and I make a good team apparently, she is beautiful and can dance, I can keep a camera pointing in roughly the right direction.
Pentax K5, Sigma 70-200, 1/180th, f/4.5, ISO 80, 70mm
Single Yongnou 560 strobe on Camera right shooting through a white umbrella.
Post process quite minimalistic actually, desaturated / split toned in Lightroom. Increased exposure on the water (her reflection) and cloned out a ghastly bit of bush top right corner.

2014 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here's an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,600 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 43 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

The truth behind my lion selfie

Originally posted on According to Jess:

As I apprehensively shuffled into the caged box, my gut clenched and my heart stopped…I immediately knew that I was in a bad place, and I desperately wanted to run straight back out and find comfort in my friends hiding out in the car.

But something stronger told me to carry on, something told me that by enduring the next hour in this awful place I could find hope to make a positive change to the hell that I currently found myself encased in.

After an hour of enduring the heartbreaking pain of filming undercover, I spent the next hour crying and shaking at what I had seen. I was both so angry and upset that I couldn’t decide between having an emotional breakdown and marching straight back into the building to punch the guy in the face. And that’s when I decided that I could try my absolute hardest…

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Life is slipping away once more

The title pretty much says it all.
I am running behind on everything, which frustrates me no end, but that frustration just serves to worsen the situation instead of spurring me on !

I still have some good shoots to share here with you, one is the final part of my (not so) recent road trip to Port Elizabeth :(


Anyway, here’s a little peek at my most recent shoot with Kelz & Esmak (She is full human, he is full Arabian)

WPB-Kelz-51934I will still go into the full intent behind the shoot when I share more of the images, suffice to say it was a little different.

Deep water

WPB-54346One of many editing experiments that I’m  not entirely happy with, there is little that frustrates me as much as having an idea of where I want an image to go, but falling short of getting it there, or worse, getting it there and it’s disappointing regardless.
I probably just need to tone some aspects down a little…

Niles Edge

Do you wonder what you saw
Floating softly at the Niles edge

“Vast – Niles Edge”

If the fires out

If the fire’s out baby, How you gonna keep me warm?

“Metric – Collect Call”



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