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back in new york for another seven days

to finish up the woodworking video series.
took a break to hang out with some old friends.

a pizza, a whiskey bottle and three hours of derp
with michelle and aric
(who reminded me he was the one who gave me the nickname “shortbus”
five years ago on a snowboarding trip
when i passed out after a game of kings with my shiny yellow helmet still on my head).


last night in new york
with brandon, alida, kim and ani over malaysian and italian.
another round of “did you just say?”
“…science question?”
“no, sinus infection.”
“no, peanut butter swirl.”

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two gems found in my bedroom

at the parents.

my old violin. tempted to bring it back to london so i can pull it out whenever anyone starts being broody.


my diary from when i was thirteen. i was such a dramatic little kid.


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afternoon with apa

i enjoy assembling things with lots of parts (like drum kits, lighting kits and ikea dressers).
in this case, a steadicam.

my relationship with dad is most harmonious when
we’re listening to music or working together on projects big or small.

he also rigged/raised my quick release plate so the lever wouldn’t be such a nuisance. :)

elaine told me a love story.

i’d like to think that all documentaries i produce are to be about love,
but this one is a bit controversial and would be a huge feat.

but i decided to drive to san francisco

san francisco buildings

to interview flor mari.

i leaned in, listened intently
and was fascinated and heartbroken by her battles,
but because of the nature her history and tom’s,
and the sensationalised headlines portraying them as monsters,
i don’t know if i have the skills or time to justly tell their story.

follow-up meeting with elaine when i get back to london next month to discuss.

chinatown, new york

i’m back after four months,
shooting and editing ten woodwork videos in five days for core77.
feeling a little guilty for being here and not having time to spend with my friends.

but i get to hang out with these guys all week.

shiba inu portrait new york

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high tide high tide, barely made it out alive

elaine and i were sharing photos of ourselves in our twenties – cool, edgy.
and it feels like being in our thirties has become less about how we look,
how many awesome friends we have, “ooh look at how much fun we’re having”
and more about being happy with the subtleties.

from her, i’ve learned that in order to be happy in london, in my thirties,
i need to stop comparing london to new york.
one third of six figure salaries,
cooking dinner each weekday evening instead of and eating out every night
and cease reminiscing al bundy moments of glory scoring four touchdowns in a single game.

it’s a slow transition and i don’t think i can give up frivolous travels just yet,
but everything else, i think i’m okay with.

oh and i totally did a belly bump portrait session yesterday.
i need to shoot some dirty, smelly musicians soon before i completely lose my edge. :)

london pregnancy photos
london pregnancy photos

though zee and tom make me excited about the idea of starting a family.
a few more here.

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it’s friday, i’m in love.

i shoot a lot of things.
sometimes i shoot weddings.
because this one time, julian said to me,
“we’re in the business of love. how f’in awesome is that?”

anyway, i’ve put up a few galleries here:

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