I took this photo in mid-December 2012. I was walking around St. Paul’s Cathedral with a friend, and this reflection (on the surface of a sculpture) caught my eye. Given the equipment I had with me at the time, it was the only way I could capture the whole cathedral. I particularly love how the curvature of the sculpture renders the cathedral to look as if it has melted. I won’t think too deeply about what that might mean!
I love leaving the cell phone at home (or, switched off and out of sight), going to my favourite cafe and reading all by my self with a coffee for a few hours. I try to steal this alone time whenever I can. Which is why I feel a little bit guilty for taking this photo–this gentleman was probably doing just that, and I couldn’t resist taking a photo of him. I love the colours of this cafe (Fidel’s, in Wellington, New Zealand), and the contrast of his tidy appearance against the roughed-up decor.
I’m equipped with a camera again! Now I have a 650D, and I’m loving it. I don’t, however, have any editing software (because my laptop was also taken in the burglary) so for now I share with you completely unedited photos (except for some cropping and tagging)…
Life is still busy so ‘camera time’ is tight. Luckily I’ve still got some annual leave left this year, so on a whim I took the afternoon off and headed out. Brixton Village/Market Row in south London is one of my favourite places to go for a wander. It’s hectic busy on the weekends, but much more chilled during the week. A bunch of independent grocers, restaurants, cafes and bakeries. It’s just perfect. Casa Morita: highly recommended.
So, my house was burgled and amongst the treasures the thieves took was my beloved camera. With all my photos of the past several months, which I had lazily not backed up or posted here. Very soon this lack of camera will be rectified and I’ll be back! Stay tuned!
On a recent trip to San Francisco, I got to spend some quality time with family, friends and my camera. I saw some of the city’s must-sees. I indulged in some of the best coffee I’d had in the US (shout out to Ritual for their amazing cuppas and for playing decent music at the booth). I walked around for days, getting the best calf work out of my life. I saw some sad stuff on the street, and some really lovely things. Here are a few snap shots, in no order and with no descriptions. SFO can speak for herself!
A camera, a beginner, a beginning 
