I stopped by the modeling agency to drop off my updated portfolio. Christina happened to be there talking with the receptionist as I walked in. A few days later, she reached out to set up a shoot. She had picked up the portfolio I dropped off and thumbed through it and decided to book. Don't under estimate the power of a good old fashioned printed portfolio.
That haunting mental image of a woman you glanced at while walking past a Paris cafe...
I hate the term "fine art" but I don't know what else exactly to call these besides just black and white.
This is not a good shot in the way we ould normally think of but I at least the got the eye dead sharp of this 5-7 day old Wood Pigeon which we have done our best to protect both parents.
I spotted this blackbird tucked among the leaves. Unlike most birds, it didn’t flinch when I raised my camera it simply stayed put, almost as if it was posing for the shot.
This is deeply meaningful to me. Surviving and blossoming despite all attempts to stop me blossoming on my own terms.
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