Wednesday, December 21, 2011

"Work It ! Work it!"


This wasn't the first time I had shot for Amway.
As a regular client the shoots meant big pay cheques.

My memories of the first shoot I did for Amway are very funny indeed.  I was  young and naive,
I had just moved from my home town too Sydney, "my eyes were opening to the big world"... as they say.

 On location on a back street in Surrey Hills, near Kings Cross we we're shooting a selection of beautiful scarves, myself and the crew were working on one corner . On the other corner was a suitably dolled up  gentlemen who appeared to be "working it" just as hard.

It's funny to think back,  in my shock, I couldn't help but marvel at his stream of clients driving by and stopping around the corner  and was it possible that in that hour, he may have just made more money then me?.





Monday, December 19, 2011

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Kissing Girls.




The conundrum of short  hair.

 My look had changed, she's not the "all Aussie surfer chick" any more, the fresh faced Grace Kelly look a-like. I gained new clients and lost some old favourites. Some in the industry just assumed I liked kissing girls, I wasn't to worried what most thought,  nor was I worried about the change in clients. 
I had cut my hair for many reasons, the catalyst of course was  from the bad treatment of too many hair dressing jobs, my hair was starting to fall out. 
Some fellow models commented it was very brave and others followed suit.
I am always one to embrace change positively and I figured, "Go for it, the waif look is in and yeah, I do like kissing girls."

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Monday, December 5, 2011

The Ghost Who Walks.

 


Whilst shooting for a fashion catalogue I received the news.
I was stuck on a remote island off the coast of Bali. At approximately 4 am I answered the phone it was mum.
My brother had passed away in his sleep.
I spent the morning trying to get flights out, it wasn't possible I had to wait 2 days. My roommate was distraught at this news, as I comforted her I prepared myself to write his eulogy.

It was a dream shoot, a glorious week of sunrise and sunset locations, meeting and bartering with the locals and visiting villages throughout the Island. Nothing was more vivid than this moment.
That morning I took myself down to the beach front where they had stored all their beautiful hand made and painted fishing boats, I sat and wrote my fondest memories of our friendship and his impact on my  life. A young local boy came and sat with me, as I cried he sang and as he sang I wrote.

I never received the images from the shoot in Bali, I didn't even think to ask for them. However I did have token images I had taken of myself and the crew. I have kept them for my personal records.

The images here were taken on a go-see when I had returned from Paddy's funeral.
Photographer unknown, as were the weeks that followed.