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Showing posts with label Photoshoot. Show all posts

Monday, 6 June 2011

The Boy at the Bus Stop

The first time I saw Ruben was over Christmas. It was after dark at a bus stop. He was walking alongside his dad, Andy, who asked him if he wanted to walk home or wait for the bus. Ruben replied with a short but sweet "bus". When the bus came we all boarded and four blocks down the road Ruben and Andy reached their destination.

Last week I was let down by my models who failed to show up - but you know what they say - when one door closes, another one opens. Went down to the North Inch and lo and behold! I found "The boy at the bus stop"!





Fun facts about Ruben:

He is 4 years old and lives in Perth (Scotland not Australia)
The triangular sticker on his t-shirt was a reward for doing a good job at school
He likes rolling in the sand
He also likes getting his picture taken
At the tender age of 8 and a half months he gave his first steps!!
His mom, Peggy, describes him as an unusually happy child which is evident when you meet him!
He loves to sing and will often sing to himself when he wakes up
Dancing also takes up a lot of his time and he especially loves to do ballet twirls
He is currently obsessed with all things Disney - princesses and fairies - no boy toys for him he says!
Because Andy always moves Ruben's toys around while he is sleeping, Ruben truly believes his toys come alive at night!
He is nicknamed the Haitian Highlander because he is half Haitian and half Scottish!!


Monday, 11 April 2011

A Wee Riot!

The recent success of  My First Studio Shoot sky rocketed me to fame! I was hounded by gorgeous people from all over The Globe, Scotland, my Facebook page, to take their pictures. Okay, it was only two and I had to do a lot of convincing but hey, Jak Doig and Pam Horseburgh came along and absolutely brought their A-game.


Sunday, 10 April 2011

My First Studio Shoot

I came across Denise Hanvey's status on Facebook and asked her if she would let me take her picture.



She came over, dolled herself up, and proceeded to pose in the tiny make-shift studio (spare room / laundry room) with a creased sheet and a hole in the wall.

Four hours and more than a hundred photos later Denise was developing a spasm in her neck and I was sure that I had "The One". My model went off on her merry way and I uploaded the pics.

I'd hardly completed this when I received a call from Denise - in tears and barely able to speak. My skin grew with goosebumps. I was hooked.