“Equipment does not make the photographer” has been my motto for past the six years of my career as I deliberately honed my craft on a wide selection of cameras and various “qualities” of gear. “My gear does not define me,” said I over and over again. “Some of my favorite photographs were taken on…
Today is #thankfulthursday; the day of the week I set aside to count my blessings and remember the goodness around me. As I celebrate the one year anniversary this month of my immigration to Canadaland, I am especially thankful for cake and cupcakes and coffee dates. What’s not to love, right? Yummy goodness, warm…
I went to China. For three weeks, I was free to roam the city alone for a vast majority of the daylight hours each day; just me, myself, and my camera to explore the cultural goldmine. Husband was at work. English-speaking friends were limited (but a gem to find!). I had a bicycle, a bike…
Moving to a new country isn’t easy. It can’t be. It won’t be. Even in one as closely tied to my motherland as Canadaland has been and will be, the cultural idiosyncracies are numerous. Example: just today I went to the bank to withdraw some cash. I explained to the teller the amount I needed…
I was sitting at a coffee shop as I often do these days; the people-watching, coffee-drinking, no-house-work-doing environment helps me stay focused. The sixty-some-year-old couple was sitting at a table opposite mine, just barely in earshot and directly in my line of sight. He held up his flip phone and pointed it across the…
Baby was going to be getting cold. I mean, it was a November late afternoon in Langley – chilly just can’t be helped. We had agreed on a photo shoot wedged into a harried schedule and cold weather and the timer was ticking. In near-record time, we tackled family photos the fast and easy way. …
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