When I first started going out on shoots, it was a little while ago. The camera I was working with was new and so was I when I came to shooting and all that jazz. I had the classic two days of training with the one who knows, then flung out there to work the rest out… Read More →
From the first moment Charlie introduced us to the guys at Finisterre I could tell we were going to have some fun. We parked up outside the Wheel Kitty workshops in St Agnes, walked past a glorious, blue mk2 defender pick up (one of my dream wagons) and stepped through the door. First off an amazing Spaniel/Lab… Read More →
One of the dangers of being in a studio a lot is one that creeps up on you gradually. No not vitamin D deficiency , but becoming *gasp* fat. Most days you will get up to three meals cooked for you. And at every single one you have a huge portion, and stockpile bread, biscuits, sometimes those little packets of… Read More →
Me: This is the last shot we did Them: So, can they put my head on a different body, cause I’m pulling a face in that one, so they can, like, put on my head from another take, and put it on that one, because my tits look really good in that one. Me: Errr, I don’t… Read More →
Surfing is a way of life. From that first moment I stepped foot on Milady Plage just south of Biarritz with my Dad (age 7) and saw the 3 foot of surf gleaming in the warm August sun, I was hooked. Then, with the help of a Morey Boogey board and a push from behind from my… Read More →