Drive by shooting

Winded the window down quickly to get these. You can't really tell from this bunch of pics, but the light in LA is stunning. Not only is it golden, but the shadows you get are really deep. And that blue sky! So jealous. But if the trade-off is that I can walk everywhere in London, I'm happy to forgo that magical light :)


Days in LA

Right then... Let's do this. So, this summer we went for a three week holiday to Los Angeles, to see friends and family, and go to my sister's wedding. I used to go there quite often, but it'd had been eight years since I'd last been there - too long if you ask me. It was great to be back, and I always enjoy the slower pace of life, but I must say that traffic has gotten so much worse there since the last time. Any dream or fantasy of living there is quickly quashed by the thought of spending half of my life in a traffic jam. Anyways. I took about 1000+ pictures, a silly amount really, but easy to do when using a digital camera (I also shot some film there, but was a bit underwhelmed with the results), and so to try and edit them into something cohesive is a bit of a challenge. These are from our first couple of days there when we didn't do much more that hang in the pool, with friends and dogs and enjoyed the sunshine. Considering that the summer here in London was so rubbish, I'm really glad that we got at least three weeks of proper heat. As I type this I'm wearing four layers (with the heating on!) so going back in time here on the blog is going to be a treat :)


Time travel

Why hello there! So...  I went AWOL for the summer innit, but now that it's over it is time for a huge re-cap of the past few months. These pics are also from our May trip to the Cotswolds, and I thought I'd get them out of the way before I tackle the pictures from our three week LA-trip that we took about a month ago.  Still in the Cotswolds though, we went and checked out a neighbouring village called Bibury, which is one of those ridiculously picturesque villages, where bus loads of Japanese tourists get dropped off to have a wander (so much so that some of the signage is in Japanese!). We also popped into a little church and had a nosey; they are usually unlocked and anyone can just walk in and have a look. Aren't those pew cushions great? I hope to share more pictures soon, and that you're all well!




A few weeks ago we went with friends to the Cotswolds for a few days of respite from the city. We had such a great time, and looking at these now, I just want to go straight back there. When we're there we always go for the same walk, and this time was no different.


Gallery overload

A few weekends ago I had my monthly meet-up with my ex-colleagues (now friends, can't believe it was 14 years ago we all met), and it happened to coincide with Photo London. We spent the most part of a day walking through all the rooms at Somerset House, looking at what 90 photography galleries from across the globe had to offer. There was a lot of rubbish (in our humble opinions), but also some great work from various photographers. I wanted to take home the large print of the chimney pots (2nd picture), but I didn't have thousands of pounds spare (funny that). Yes, everything was for sale, and I spotted up some below par Saul Leiter prints for £16 000 a piece. Ouch. Mind you, there was also a William Eggleston one for sale for £135 000!! Still, it was really inspiring and if nothing else, I certainly got some great ideas of how to mount prints. Have a great weekend yo!


An education (of sorts)

A friend of mine has recently started on a photography course, and asked me a few weeks ago if we could go for a camera walk on Hampstead Heath. She wanted me to show her how I take pictures, and it was such an interesting experience. To try and verbalise how I do something I don't actually think about and do intuitively was really fun. I'm not saying that I'm a teacher or that I know it all, but I pointed out that there are certain things to look for if you want to make a picture more interesting. In a nutshell: light, shadows, the negative space, scale, angles (get down on the ground!) and one of my all time faves: silhouettes - the one that my friend was most excited by. They turned out to be a revelation! Next time I'm taking her to the Barbican, which is my favourite place in the whole of London to take pictures. Can't wait to see what she makes of it.


A dose of culture

What do you know... I'm behind with blogging again. Groundhog day anyone? I find that I just don't want to park myself in front of the computer these days, but as it's raining and pretty horrible today, I might as well sit myself down and get on with it. A few weekends ago we met up with friends and went to Tate Britain, which we all really enjoyed. When visiting museums or galleries with children it always feels like you're in there on borrowed time, and that at any point they could get bored and want to leave, way before you yourself would want to (which is why I sometimes go twice to an exhibition). Most places cater towards kids and will offer art trails and packs that turns your visit into more of a game or an art hunt. This time I realised that it takes away from the experience and that you quickly walk around the exhibits, ticking stuff of a list instead of properly looking and talking about what you see and what it makes you feel. From now on I'm going to try and ignore those trails and enjoy hearing the kids interpretations, as they're so much more fun and interesting!


Goodbye Little Mo

Last week we had to say goodbye to our dear cat Little Mo. She hadn't been in great shape for a while, but she still made it past 19. What a trooper. We hadn't thought of what do to with her after being put down, but Oomoo was adamant that he wanted to her to be buried in our garden, and that she wasn't to be cremated. Dear friends came by for moral support, and what had started as a chilly day turned in to a gloriously sunny afternoon, and we buried her in the flower bed and held a little impromptu ceremony. It couldn't have been more beautiful. I took it really bad, and even though I was fed up with cleaning up her wee on the floor everyday, I now really miss her. I still keep expecting to find her lying on the bed in a patch of sun, or come sauntering to the front door when we come home. Rest in peace Little Mo, you were one of a kind.


Days in the country

More pics from the Cotswolds. Can't wait to go back there. Happy weekend people!