There is nothing more boring than listening about other people’s kids. Let’s face it. It’s brain numbing. Everyone thinks theirs are smarter, faster, develop better and use their brain more. And in some cases this may be true but on a whole, the subject of other people’s children is as exciting as a smell of a cheap cologne or rendition of Michael Bublé songs. So why the non catchy title?
Another year, another bunch of flowers. And by no means are flowers bad, but you can do better. Things get taken for granted, petrol station flowers become a default. She complains to her girlfriends about the lack of thought you put into the fact she’s bringing up your little humans. Girlfriends tell her it’s not on. She starts to think they are right. You come home a day after the Mother’s Day and get a tirade of abuse, but you cannot puzzle why and what it is you’ve done wrong. You blame it on some shit like PMS. Things get swept under the carpet after a couple of days and life goes on. Mehness and vanilla days take over, and she’s fine now. Till next year.
“Hi Maggie, we came for a newborn session with you a while back. Me and my husband are currently getting divorced. Is there any way you could photoshop him out of our family photo?” This blog post was on my mind for ages, but I never felt quite qualified to write it. I am a photographer. I am not a councillor or a shrink. As a divorcee, I am probably not the best person to go all high almighty on how a good relationship should work, but here’s the thing.. Every day I see the same thing happen to more and more of my friends. They go through hell, they want to leave then they justify staying with someone that no longer fulfils them, makes them happy and most of all, someone who no longer respects them. They do this “for the kids”, assuming this is the thing that should be done for the greater good. Time could not have been better from a personal perspective to throw my two pence. I see around 200 happy couples each year. We want to believe it’s forever. We may or may not have had a big, white wedding to put a stamp […]
I should have written this post a while back, but never really got motivated enough as we should really support each other and not point out what annoys us, but then every time I see something that annoys me, posted by another photographer, I remember this post is well and truly overdue. I may or may not be guilty of some of those things too, but it does not change the fact they are annoying when done to a fellow professional. So without further ado.: