One weekend, one disposable camera, lots of sun and this ragtag bunch of misfits.Click to Continue!
Like I mentioned the other day, I shot two full cameras’ worth of photographs over the course of New York Fashion Week; you’ve seen the first, now here’s about two thirds of the second, featuring a bunch of portraits of people I like, love, am obsessed with, am intrigued by, or just found interesting in the moment. No more words are required, just take a look.Click to Continue!
I come from a country where there’s no such thing as style rules. There’s no only wearing black suits to weddings and funerals, or only wearing jandals/thongs/flip-flops to the beach, or only wearing rugby shorts while actively participating in the game of rugby.Click to Continue!
A few years ago I decided that I didn’t want to carry a proper camera around with me every day, which is a bit of a conundrum when you’re a one-man-shop, but then I discovered that I could still get some killer fashion week shots with a simple $12 disposable camera, and that everybody loves posing for a disposable camera, so for the last few seasons that’s exactly what I’ve done. And here we are today. This New York Fashion Week I carried two around with me. Here’s the first.Click to Continue!
With the girls at Hooters Lake Buena Vista. I don’t usually leave New York unless I’m travelling for work, but the past couple of weeks I’ve made an effort to hit the road and explore that real America — first stop, Montauk, next up, sunny Orlando, Florida. I’ve never been to Disneyland and I’m obsessed with Harry Potter, so one city that includes both extravaganzas (plus Hooters) seemed like a natural destination. So I went. Like I mentioned in last week’s Facts of life, the tens of thousands of whiney children at Disneyworld drove me nuts, but The Wizarding World ofClick to Continue!