this is a family portrait we are treading that path altogether. Somehow the wind thought we ought to be there at this very time, here, altogether: five of us, specks of dust on a silver screen. Beings pushed around, running left to right through the platform of this old game called life. xxx, Noémie.
Here is a recent photoshoot I did recently with young upcoming power lifter, Archie Reid. Archie is planning on beating the dead lifting world record in his age category soon and needed some pictures… Noémie.
The court of miracles...
This morning I was up and about at 4:30am, thanks to my lovely cat Henry who likes to wake me up around that time because he wants me to open the door, so he can go back to sleep on/under the deck chair on our patio (weather depending that is). So I get up, like … Continue reading Dawn adventures
I've been enjoying exploring new territories recently. It could be because Spring is only five days away, or perhaps it's because change has been in the air here recently. I'm enjoying playing more, experimenting with lights and shadows, colours and textures.... Moving away from reality, exploring atmospherical effects and the moodiness of the evening lights... … Continue reading Evening Spectres
Here are a few postcards for you: from me, from here, from now... Childhood in the woods... Looking for sticks and dragons... or even better : a big stick turned into a dragon... in the woods! My favourite dragon in the woods by far I love the different shades of lichen... Another beautiful sunset, my … Continue reading Childhood in the woods
Sometimes beauty can be found in very unlikely places... Like a contaminated junk yard in South East London... I am fascinated by how Nature reclaims spaces : A flower growing through the cracks of the pavement, vines taking over old buildings. I once saw two tall sycamore trees growing right outside the windows of an … Continue reading Ten
Sunday afternoon. A walk around the 'running around fields'. Some time. Some family time. Walking, quietly. 'The colours blend and roll as one' ~ with some dramatic changes of light. 'The oak and weed together rise, Along the common ground.' ~"As gentle tides go rolling by, Along the salt sea strand The colours blend and roll as … Continue reading The colours blend, and roll as one…
~Trying to capture, These fleeting moments: Grains of sand, running through my fingers... Above and below : February 2018... Over the last couple of days:
January, February... Sleep. In all its glory.