Last weekend I headed out of the city to a cabin in some misty woods. I wasn’t alone but surrounded by 11 fantastically amazing creatives. We wandered out into forests, up to peaks for sunset, along the lake for sunrise (or fogrise, as it happens), we went out on a boat and walked over a dam, and everywhere the fog followed us. When we drove back home and we left the last of the fog behind I actually missed it.
It was invigorating, spending time shooting not for clients (even though I love that) but just for me. I found myself shooting gifs (and I’ll be sure to share a few later), details and drama. And everything in the most fantastic of foggy light. I might need to head back to Lake Eildon every winter from now on.
I can’t wait to share more, but it’ll be a slow progress. I think I want to spend some time with these photos first.
Wedding season happened and everything turned into a vortex. A vortex filled with nothing but work. I feel like I haven’t seen my friends in ages, haven’t had a non-stressed conversation with Peter or Skyped with my mum for what must be forever. It is more likely since September. Yesterday and today, for the first time in a few months, I actually feel like I caught up and have a plan moving forward. I hope it’s going to stay this way, that this feeling will last, but I fear it’s the eye of the storm. For now I’m going to enjoy it. To enjoy that I’m calm in my heart and that this afternoon I went on a walk with a friend and called that work. And this is two snaps that weren’t work related, but I just had to share anyway.