George Armani: The Autumn Collection
New toy
Because the morning light comes from the wrong side of our apartment, most of the photos I take of George in the mornings have a touch of flash thrown in. Our lounge is actually not the best for taking photos in during the day - although late afternoons are lovely. Anyway, I usually bounce the flash off something (a wall, the ceiling, a couch, a cat) in order to diffuse the light a bit and make it a little less harsh - it makes the world of difference. Direct flash is generally considered to be a big no no - yuk shadows and yuk bright white patches of flash all over the place.
But after reading a book by this most helpful chap, I learned a way to use direct flash without making it look like there was any flash at all. It's quite simple, but extremely clever - notice that there are no shadows on George's face, and particularly around his eyes.
So this photo only exists because I wanted to play with the flash and test out this cunning new technique. It's pretty cool, I must say (the technique, not the photo - although George is pretty cute in his little onesie).
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On the balcony this morning
Lunch in Kennedy Town
Had a very enjoyable trip to Kennedy Town for lunch with my ex-office-neighbour Philip today. Philip and I worked next door to each other for over 5 years (through two office moves and three office locations) until Philip left the law to pursue a career in photography in April. Anyway, we had a(nother) great curry lunch - a rare treat for me, given that I work way out in the middle of nowhere.
It's great to see that Philip's business is coming along really well, although it's hardly a surprise - he has talent to burn. You can find his work on Facebook or at his business website (if you look at the photos from Alice and David's wedding, you should find me in there - and if you look reeeeally closely, you'll see Rachel).
.Philip at lunch - he doesn't always have this look on his face. Just when the food is particularly delicious.
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An afternoon with Milo and Ruby
I went to do some IT support on Brendon and Leah's computer yesterday afternoon, and it turned into a playdate for the kids and a bit of dinner for George the Food Moocher. .
George and Milo on the chair usually occupied by Trotsky the Retriever
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Ruby (who insisted on eating chicken in this photo)
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George, after Leah brushed his hair...
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Of course today is Fathers' Day in New Zealand, so: