People · Real LIfe · Summer

A day in the life of two cracodile hunters

Do you remember the two brothers that I shot quarrying for veneer? And the one brother with whom I did a ridiculously cool photoshoot last year? Well, they are back, and in today’s post you get to experience a typical day in their summer vacation. Both are studying – one to be a vet and the… Continue reading A day in the life of two cracodile hunters

Humour · Photography

High jinx fashion at the village of value

I don’t know a Canuckistani who hasn’t heard of their premier thrift store chain Value Village – either having donated something to it, or bought something from it. Even I was schlepped off to their branch in Prince George in northern BC to stock up on cheap and second-hand wintry goods when I first lived in Canuckistan in 2013. I must… Continue reading High jinx fashion at the village of value

Nature · Photography · Summer · Travel

Exploring Canuckistan with jet lag (and two young lasses) as company

The very day after arriving in Canuckistan one of the young ladies I was staying with suggested we visit some waterfalls in the area, before going out to supper to friends. So, after taking care of a bit of admin, off we set on the warm, humid summer’s afternoon: our good-humoured guide, an adopted lodger,… Continue reading Exploring Canuckistan with jet lag (and two young lasses) as company

Humour · Travel

When the vegans tried to commandeer the skies and forced me to join them

I’ve been genuinely impressed with the German airline Lufthansa on this trip to Canuckistan. Amongst other things, their flight attendants were uber-friendly and funny to boot, always ready with a tongue-in-cheek response for this cantankerous traveller. I don’t think I’ve been this impressed with flight attendants before. Ever.  And the slick show they choreographed with… Continue reading When the vegans tried to commandeer the skies and forced me to join them

Travel

More about an adventurous, errant bit of baggage

As I mentioned in my blog yesterday, part of my tortuous trip back home to South Africa from Canada involved my luggage going missing. It had been checked all the way through from Prince George, a mill town up in the Cariboo district of Canada, to Johannesburg, South Africa. In Vancouver I checked how it… Continue reading More about an adventurous, errant bit of baggage

Humour · Travel

More chronicles of a peripatetic shutterbug

I’d always been warned not to fly via the USA. Stories of delayed flights, rude staff, lost luggage and chaotic customs had all terrified me into avoiding America’s skies like the plague. But this trip saw me flying on a United Airlines ticket. Only one of the legs – to Los Angeles – would be… Continue reading More chronicles of a peripatetic shutterbug

People · Photography · Summer

Trampoline hair and posies to warm up for a wedding

One of the main reasons I’ve been shooting people so much recently is that I’m getting ready to shoot a wedding. And, to be honest, wedding photography is anything but my forté. And so I am practising. (Whatever you do, don’t tell the wedding party!) Ah, just joking – they read my blog and know… Continue reading Trampoline hair and posies to warm up for a wedding

People · Photography

Student, iron giant, sportsman, classical musician, amateur model …

I love informal photoshoots. The day before flying up north out of Vancouver, as I was driving home from a short shopping trip, I called home to warn one of the students to get ready for a shoot. But the time I got home he was singing in the shower, and other house guests were… Continue reading Student, iron giant, sportsman, classical musician, amateur model …

Travel

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream

So, yesterday I boarded a Bombardier Q400 Jazz flight from YVR to YXS after spending a few days on the lower mainland. For those of you who aren’t as cool as me and don’t know what I’m talking about, in layman’s terms: today I boarded a narrow Air Canada prop-plane from Vancouver to Prince George… Continue reading I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream