Playing with light
It’s a whole new year! What have I been up to? Moving back into our newly renovated house Delving into the hyper-productivity world of bullet and minimal-istic journaling Writing pictures. Recording stories. Capturing memories Cooking and baking and green smoothie making Planting my first ever (all by myself) edible garden Jasmine hot and iced tea
Idle snaps
Hung out near a dairy today. Just chillin’… out in the Auckland cold… because. So much is going on in my world these days, it was nice to just take my camera out for a quiet, pensive stroll, with a good shutterbug friend I can always talk ‘snaps’ with. The other thing bringing peace to
Weekend (food) photographer
I’m only here today to shamelessly flaunt some of my favourite images from the last couple weeks. It’s like the best thing about creating content for Manaui – I get to pretend to be an actual photographer. It’s all been so very… educational for me: capturing motion, playing with light, composing with color, making yummy
The Light Fantastic
What do you call the daughters of your cousins? More cousins? Nieces? Well, two of mine agreed to be my muses on my latest lens adventure. We had a few errands to run first, so we didn’t get to the photography part until the sun was a bit overbearing, which helped to tire us all
Wandering Totara
I learned this week: what really makes the image is light. AND… I’m gonna have to get a lot fitter to be a real photographer. Our stake’s Mormon Helping Hands joined forces with Friends of Totara last weekend to do lots of mulching and digging and spreading and clearing and cleaning at the park. I
Adventures in Editing
Or… that moment you stop hating something because you start understanding it. I guess it wasn’t so much ‘hate’ as, ‘Ughhh… so many controls to figure out.’ That’s been my attitude towards Lightroom since I first checked it out a year or so ago. It only began making sense to me when our chapel’s florescent
My Camera
I lost my camera. It happened maybe two years ago, around the time my house was broken into… twice, even, in less than 3 months (bloody South Auckland street kids). The thing is, I didn’t even notice it was gone until a few weeks later. Or maybe I did notice, but that memory was filed