It's amazing how the quietest patches in my diary always end up as the busiest parts of my life. When I returned home to Wales in my last blog entry I thought I was sticking around a while, I had little on and wanted to concentrate on promoting parts of my business that I enjoyed more in the form of personal projects... I guess it's all part of planning some long term career enjoyment. Although... when I say enjoyment I frickin' love my job even at the worst of times so maybe I'm just itching to try more new things once again. Diversity is in my blood.
Anyroad, less than a week after returning home I found myself being asked at 10pm one evening if I could get to somewhere 200 miles away for a several-day job by 7am in the morning. Ain't that always the way huh? Sleep deprivation and packing in a hurry are becoming second nature to me, so naturally I was there with bells on. Luckily for me it was just a couple of miles from my partner Gina's place, so naturally after a hectic half week we took a few days to relax a bit before heading down to Brighton for an exhibition opening that she had a piece in. Cue cheesy photo!

Now the one running theme in my life lately is that with nothing planned, one thing ALWAYS runs straight into another. Following on from our stint down to the south coast, we were asked to cover a wedding in Wokingham in just a few days time. There was little point in me heading back to Wales for a couple of days, that just costs money... And too much of it these days. With me sticking around at Gina's place for longer and longer there was looking to be little point in me bouncing back to Wales even AFTER that wedding as I had another two to do in Portsmouth just a few days after with Paul and Dave over at PostArt Ltd.
Shooting with Paul and Dave is always a hoot, their perspectives and ways of looking at what they're shooting and the way they work is refreshing and light hearted to say the least; these guys could have put Hitler at ease in his bunker if they were there with cameras in hand. Me and Paul spent most of the day covering Ross and Jo's wedding at St. Mary's followed by the reception at Guildhall.

Those guys knew how to do it. They even had Nando's doing the catering with a few spare meals! A hungry man is not a happy man, and I sure as hell was happy. After the speeches we bounced over to join Dave who was covering Nigel and Debbie's wedding, we had a whole new plan for that evening at the reception where we were doing our usual brand of on-site shooting and prints... Which went down a storm! Everyone there loved it, we were as much entertainment at the reception as the DJ, prints were flying out to many, many new happy customers. Job done. I did manage to take a few minutes out from processing and printing to grab a few candid snaps too.

The handheld ninja strikes again, Iso3200 on a DX sensor never looked so good... I've gotta admit I've been impressed with this D90 as much as I'd love a D3s for some of the stuff I shoot.
With all the weddings done and dusted, more county-hopping antics taken care of and an abundance of laundry (natch) Wales was calling once again. With no plans, no commitments and no excuses, me and Gina hopped back for a lot of long overdue catching up with friends and acquaintances... and there were plenty of opportunities and excuses to. New locations to recce, celestial events to witness and the fact that I'd spent less than a week at "home" in the last two months of course. First port of call was a jolly spot of location scouting... And what a location
Solid marble alter? Solid steady grip of the camera more like, half a second exposure handheld for the photo ninjas out there. Gotta love Nikon's CLS for the big help there though, Joe Mcnally is onto something.So finally, I found myself back in Wales. As much as I'm not keen on the place while I'm away, when I get back there's always something to remind me just why I live here.
No friends and loads of light pollution. Sorry, I mean no light pollution and a night spent with good friends. Spot the meteor.


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