Shadi’s like a Melody.

(na-na-na-naa-nananana) Everday, Shadi is like a melody, a perfect pitch melody.  And word on the street is, she’s releasing a new album.  I’ve know Shadi since we were little ankle biters, and she’s been living Brisbane ever since I moved here (she even sang at my wedding).  Sadly a couple of weeks ago she moved from Brisbane to somewhere in the big bad world of North America.  So just before she left we met up to do some photos, it just so happened she needed some promo pics, and I needed a creative project.  Most of her released music is inspired or based on the Baha’i Writings, which I think gives it a lot of depth. If you want to check her music out it’s just a few clicks away: http://www.shaditolouiwallace.com/

With much further ado.  Let me present to you.  My take of:

Shadi.

 

Done-skis.

Phlog #2

Here we are again. Just a quick one. I’ve been playing with a new app called LemeLeme on my iPhong. A little slow and crashes sometimes. I’m not gonna lie it’s made me want to through my phone against the wall a few times.  Some good filters though.

I’ve been experimenting with black and white of late. These are some of my experiments.

Fat Freddys Drop.  Great music.

..::Sam + Andrea::..

All weddings are a story, I am honoured to be the one to share Sam and Andrea’s, I know it’s a total cliche but sometimes there is no other way.  These two are both incredible people who had an intimate story in a beach house, which is tres cool!  So you get to know these guys a little bit Sam is Persian and Andrea is Colombian, what a mix! (their little Perlombians are going to rule world someday, I can feel it in my bones).  There were some real heartfelt moments during this wedding and even though they were they were either being shared in Farsi or Spanish, the emotions that were displayed were enough to know that these guys have a lot to give, not just to each other, but to the world.

Usually wedding photographers hunt in packs of two, sometimes three (if you’re lucky).  On this day, I was flying solo.  I have to say I felt the nerves at first, but they made me feel at ease and it was a great time with a welcome learning experience. Thanks guys for trusting me =)

Sam, you’re my mate.  Andrea, you’re my mate too.  Everyone else, I hope you enjoy my take on their story (you’re also my mates).

Phlog #1

Blog(noun) : web log

Phlog(noun) : phone blog : phone web log

So as you may have already deduced, I have nerded it up hard and discovered that I can write posts from my phone using a WordPress app.  Thank you innernets.  The word phlog is not to be confused with the more common flog, which is ironically the last thing I am capable of.

The way I see it the purpose of my phlogging is to keep these blog gears greased.  Let’s be honest, this baby just ain’t purring. There are a bunch of posts that I want to make that I need my bigger phone, the skype hosting laptop, to do but in lieu of those I figure I can keep things moving with some short bursts.  Most of the photos I’ll phlog all over your screens will be taken spon-taan-eous-ly with my phone using Hipstamatic or the ye olde trusty phonearoid.

Thank you for listening to my silence, can’t wait to phlog you next time.

Roozbeh and Yalda get Engaged

Let me tell you a story. A couple of months ago I was asked to take some photos of Roozbeh and Yalda’s engagement party.  I said “Why not take some couple photos before-hand??” And so we did.  Pretty simple story really, but it doesn’t finish there.  So I grabbed my gear, my wife, and an umbrella (just in case) and off we went.  I’m still pretty new to the whole ‘being 1st shooter’ gig, but these two made the whole process really easy, you can see how much they enjoy being around each other in the pictures.  All I had to do was tell them where to stand while they continued enjoying being together, even if it was standing on a ledge or in some bushes… juuusst kidding, they didn’t stand in any bushes.

This party was a full on Persian party, the music, the dancing, and if you’ve ever been introduced to ‘the kel’ you don’t need me to tell you twice that this twas a night of zealous jubilation.  It was a free flowing night, one minute people were standing around talking, the next minute dancing, then eating, then dancing with some talking, and then some dancing, eating and talking, and when that all got too much we all sat down. Maybe not quite, but you get the picture.  Speaking of pictures, enough speaking and more pictures!

The photo above has brought to you by the letter ‘S’. S for Soad.

Adieu.