As we went into Lockdown it became obvious that that I would need to have a bit of a refocus with my work. Luckily I had already given some thought to this at the beginning of the year and decided that I would like to concentrate on portraiture in terms of photography, but to add this creative content/ scheduling/ administration service to run in conjunction with that.
And whilst it's true that there have been losses with all of this, all sorts of new ventures are springing up and existing ones have realised that social media is not something that can be done ad hoc when someone in the office has a minute. Because I'm able to do photography and graphics for content, and understand social media scheduling etc, this is something that perhaps I can give you a hand with. This website features mainly outdoors/ endurance type stuff but I have worked across all sectors and obviously these skills are entirely transferable regardless of subject matter.
And if you're an adventurer or athlete planning something exciting and could do with someone to liaise with sponsors and look after background social media marketing type stuff, then I'd love to hear from you.
Please do drop me a line at [email protected] or call me on +44 (0)7595 218006 if you'd like to have chat about this.
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The purpose of my trip was to get background/ product/ sponsor/ promotional/ portrait imagery which can be used for the duration of her run and then for future publications, so we had quite a busy few days.
It seems a natural progression from providing visual content to helping clients with writing blurb and scheduling content. I used to write for a living before I became a photographer so I feel that this is an area that I can move into easily and do alongside my primary photographic work. My year, like some many of us, has not gone entirely according to plan but this doesn't mean that it's all bad - it has given me time to look at my strengths and to think about where I can best utilize them.
My aim is to spend a day or two a month with my clients where I work on imagery such as product, product placement, portraits etc and have a chat about their marketing ideas, and then go away and manage their social media on a day to day basis. If you think that you'd quite like to subcontract your social media, using pertinent non stock images, please do drop me an email - [email protected] or Whatsapp me on 07595 218006 (Intl +44(0)7595 218006).
To find out more about Claire and her JOGLE challenge, please do have a look at her website www.brutalclaire.co.uk. She is raising funds for the hospice who looked after the end of life care of her friend and there's a link to her JustGiving page. I'm sure she'd be most appreciative of any donations.
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But we're clearly made of sterner stuff and it was business as usual. Anything that could fly away and couldn't be battened down was dispensed with so no gantry, flags or signage and the thousands of undeterred runners turned out for the start at 9.30am. I was one of 3 PR photographers employed by the race and my area was miles 7 - 12 which incorporated Hove Lawns, the beach huts, Peace Statue, bandstand and I360.
It was very tough conditions for the competitors - they were running into the wind for several miles and then had the joy of a very stormy promenade stretch with waves actually breaking over the turquoise Victorian railings. And they had to dig especially deep because apart from the stalwart families and charity supporters, there weren't the usual masses of spectators lining the streets cheering them on. They well and truly earned their sponsorship money.
This type of weather is fairly tricky to shoot in, both from a practical and a content perspective. I kept getting that horrible windy spray rain all over my lenses and one of my cameras had real trouble focusing. I did panic slightly that it had gotten completely fogged up because all I could see through the viewfinder was a fairly alarming whiteness when I scrolled back. Mercifully this wasn't the case when I uploaded and looked on my screen but there always that pause of dread. Content wise it was what it was which is maybe not ideal PR wise for promoting either mass participation PBs or a challenging enough but fun sunny seaside destination mini break race weekend. Whilst capturing suffering and grueling conditions is par for the course with endurance stuff, it's the polar opposite of groups of cheery women in tutus and pompoms posing for shots en route which typifies the imagery for mass participation road running events. But anyway, if nothing else I hope that some of my shots are a testament to the competitors showing some true grit out there.
An absolute high point was the group of Penny Farthing cyclists who started the race and rode up and down the course encouraging the runners - a truly fantastic sight to see.
Here are a few shots to give you an insight into the race. Bask in the smug glow of feeling much warmer and more comfortable and less bedraggled than anyone in front, or indeed behind (!) the camera that day.
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This week has been great. I had the opportunity to work with Gwynnie Burrows to create content for her vintage, reworked fashion label A Curated Life...so something a little bit different and I loved it. The location was Vine Street Vintage in Brighton, a shop specialising in retro/ vintage 20th century furniture and homeware so it was a perfect partnership.
As an art historian by training, I've always been interested in portraiture so it has been lovely to be able to explore this - to play with light. I've never been entirely sure about flash so I laughed to myself when I was editing - I don't think that I was consciously aware at the time of the side light that was on but I thought this was my unconscious homage to the great eccentric English portrait photographer Jane Bown who carried a desk lamp around with her to illuminate her subjects - no faffing, job done in 5 mins and off she went...absolute legend.
I'm very much looking forward to 2020. This year has been all about giving myself space to play, to experiment, to learn, and to perhaps take myself in directions I hadn't quite foreseen ...and it has been an amazing adventure.
If you'd like me to help you with a project, please do get in touch - info@kathiharman
Featured:
www.acuratedlife.co.uk
insta @vinestreetvintage
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I've just come back from covering DecaUK, a 12 day festival (?!) of ultra triathlon events, including the UK's first continuous Deca, together with the one a day Deca, and the half up to quin distances as well.
As if a Deca isn't a fairly horrendous prospect in itself, the British weather decided to make it even more interesting, throwing in a 39 Celsius day just for sh*t and giggles and then to make a month's worth of water fall in a 24 hour period in North Yorkshire. It was all beginning to feel a bit biblical. Sections of the track turned into a quagmire and I'm pretty sure that I've developed Trench foot. There was a lot of weather, basically.
For an event of such a grand scale ( 24 miles swim, 1120 miles cycling, 262 miles running), it's an incredibly intimate and humbling experience. The place took on an almost surreal qualilty - a small lad named Owen deserves a mention in despatches as he liked to pop up and tag alongside competitors on the run course, asking superhero/ superpower related questions , and often prompting very robust debate on the subject. The distraction was very welcome. I never did find out whether he thought if any of the competitors were real life superheroes.
Extreme pain, fatigue...watching the care and tenderness that was given to them by friends, family, the Brutal crew, and amongst themselves. It brought out all that is best in humanity and it's not often that one gets to experience it in a collective environment.
I used to feel a bit conflicted when covering events where people maybe aren't at their best, a bit awkward and intrusive. I'm better at it now, simply because I figure that there are times when the right thing to do is to put the camera down and give someone a cuddle first.
I want the camera to be an extension of my eye, not some recording device devoid of empathy. I admit to having a few tears when I was editing - you become quite invested in wanting people to achieve this incredible thing and are sad for those of who did't get to the Finish line and just so happy (and proud) for those who did.
Here are some of my favourite pics to give you a sense of the atmosphere. All people in these shots are real life superheroes by the way, in case you were wondering.
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One never really knows what the weather is going to be like. Although the hottest day of the year thus far, there were forecasts of rain and thunderstorms, just to make life that little bit more exciting. Mercifully we didn't get that but what we had instead was fog. Visibility was down to about 30 metres in many places which meant that any chances of getting the expansive landscape shots that I normally chase were most definitely not happening. This was in a strange way a blessing. I had already done a story board showing more close up shots and this, as it so often does, had fallen exactly in alignment with the brief that Claire Smith, race director, discussed with me. It meant that I didn't have that panic that every photographer in my position would be able to relate to - of being slap bang in the middle of an incredible national park but not being able to see a thing.
So I worked with what I had and tried to use the fog to create atmosphere, the sense of what I was feeling as I followed the route to Pen-y-Fan. t's certainly a magical and surreal experience to be out, often alone, in the middle of nowhere.
At one point, two sheep emerged from the fog and just started at me, like a pair of bored teenagers. You can see them in the shot below, clearly turning their attentions now to someone far more interesting....
It was a beautiful but tough event to cover. A competitor stopped and asked me quizzically how I had got to a particular spot ...definitely no short cuts or quad bikes ...
So I was beginning to feel it towards the end of the day. It was dark and the fog was really closing in and I wasn't feeling entirely comfortable. I knew that I was getting a lift back to HQ with the mountain medics who were on top of Pen-Y-Fan so I slogged on. There were only a few competitors left on this section so I was pretty well done for the day. I found the medics, and was putting my cameras away when the sweeper runner appeared. And then I was rewarded with this, my final shot of the day. There's probably a moral to this story somewhere.
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James Page - Deca Legend
Last week I photographed James Pages on Day 9 of his Deca challenge. A Deca, for those of you unfamiliar with this, is 10 Ironman distances so 24 miles swimming, 1120 miles cycling and 262 miles running. This shot was taken when he was well into the run section, so well into realms of pain that I can't even begin to imagine.
James was doing his run section on a country path, just over a 2 mile lap which he was doing repeatedly, accompanied by his wife Wendy, some fellow ultra runners, a small boy on a bicycle and a very muddy Pekanese dog with a scrunchie in its fringe. This curious little band was joined by colleagues, dog walkers and neighbours throughout the day. I was struck by both the juxtaposition of the magnitude of what he was achieving and this very eccentric and understated support group, and just the love and care shown to James and to each other in the group, most of whom hadn't really met until they found themselves together in a muddy wood with this man. It became a sort of pilgrimage, a quiet bond between people from all different walks of life, just being there with James whilst he was getting it done. I'm not a religious person but I found the experience profoundly moving.
James is raising funds for Child Bereavement UK and Big Moose Cardiff. If you'd like to donate, details can be found here:
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Barmouth to Pwllheli
Until the evening of the 27th December 2018, I had no idea that Dolly Parton’s back catalogue of songs included some fairly harrowing ones along the lines of consumptive children being run over by farm vehicles. This was not what we had in mind at all when we opted for Dolly’s 3 CD compilation at Oxford Services. A series of motorway nonsense had meant that I had already spent six hours on a journey which should have taken that in total – but I knew that I was looking at another three at least and I was flagging. What I wanted was feisty Dolly telling me to keep my chin in up in a plucky thigh slapping, finger waggling way but instead I got lamenting Dolly wailing on about the loss of innocent children in unfortunate agricultural accidents. This was not what I wanted as I drove, white knuckles gripping the steering wheel for dear life along the B roads of the wilds of North Wales, in the pitch black. with swirling fog suffocating my little car.
‘Well, at least it’s not raining’, I said to my own innocent child in the front passenger seat.
At which point it started raining.
This was the start of My Big Welsh Walk.
I had decided a couple of months prior to this excursion that I needed to walk the Wales Coast Path. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, based on the fact that I like trail walking and I quite like seals and I had seen one once off the coast at Anglesey, and I appeared to be in the grips of a midlife crisis so not really in a position to think rationally about it. The fact that this path is 887 miles long, that I would have to do it in sections, that I live nowhere near Wales and that I had only a vague idea of how to support myself during my walk, was neither here nor there.
2018 had been a strange year for me. Professionally as a photographer I felt that I was creating some of my best work but was frustrated by the fact that I was still supplementing my income doing office work – I was very grateful for the money but sitting in a cramped office staring at spreadsheets was doing nothing for my soul. I needed something very different to this.
On a personal level, all sorts of things were going on. One of my older daughter’s friends had taken her own life and the loss of this bright, funny young woman affected me quite profoundly. I started thinking about the human condition and how we connect, the modern pandemic of loneliness, that the addiction of the validation which comes with social media meant that we were never truly in the present, that somehow ‘liking’ a picture of a relative stranger’s new pair of shoes or fried breakfast concoction took precedent over a real life human being sitting across the table. People are actually quite fascinating creatures and everyone has a story and yet when was the last time I engaged in a meaningful conversation with anybody?
I realised that I wanted to do was to spend time just chatting to people, establish connections, ask questions about what is important to them, why they get up in the morning, the worst things that have happened to them, the best things, what their experiences have taught them, all the things that make a person who they are. And walking in the great outdoors is the perfect environment for such conversations. You just fall into a companionable rhythm and walking side by side is far more comfortable that sitting opposite each other on some kind of awkward stare off.
I’ve always been drawn to big walks too, the concept of a procession and progression of stories, linked by the themes of arriving at more than just a physical conclusion by the end. I didn’t want to rehash the idea of a middle aged woman going off and discovering herself in the wilderness – I would rather boil my own head than open that can of worms – but I do feel that my life would be richer for the experience. And I might see a seal.
So I decided that what I wanted to do was invite people to join me as I walked and to document our interaction by writing a little bit about them and taking their portraits and the landscape in which we were walking. I have become increasingly interested in portraiture and though this would be ideal. Obviously a portrait of a seal would be more ideal.
So there it is, and there we were, my youngest daughter and I heading to North Wales for our first little section. This was a trial run (well, walk) and I did want to spend time alone with her. Time is a precious commodity and it would be ironic if I got to leam all sorts about strangers but was barely on grunting terms with the fruit of my womb. And I am really lucky in that my children quite like me still so it’s best to make the most of that.
My youngest daughter is one of those people who you just know has been here before. I am a cheerful agnostic in terms of spiritual belief but I felt that as a baby she was basically a soul trapped in a body that she couldn’t control. Her frustration drove me to the brink of sanity – my friends can attest to the fact that I spent her first two years wild eyed through sleep deprivation, with livid claw marks scraped down my cleavage. But we both survived and once she was walking and talking, she has genuinely been an absolute joy (mainly). Now fourteen, she is a veteran of two Duke of Edinburgh challenges and the only one of my three children to actively enjoy walking and camping. She is also very good at map reading and as I remain not so very good at map reading, I will take that as pay back for the stretch marks. She said that she had offered to come with me because she likes walking, wanted to see her Welsh cousins, and didn’t want me to be all lonely.
‘Mum, I know it’s a coastal walk but it really is a bit ‘coasty’ ‘ . So much for those A** grades, I thought. But yes, dear reader(s), it is indeed a bit coasty. The first section from Barmouth to Harlech did involve pebbles which can be hard work but it’s all quite grey and black and dramatic so made a nice change to my Brighton beige standard of pebble. The great thing about out of season Barmouth is that you get to walk through the disused amusements – I really love abandoned kitsch so this was truly an added bonus.
I won’t give a blow by blow account of the actual walk but I took plenty of photos to give a flavour of some of the scenery. The landscape changed from pebbles to bogs to sand dunes so it never felt like a slog and the trail is really well signposted so we didn’t find ourselves temporarily mislocated even once. And the great thing about a coastal walk is that you can’t really get catastrophically lost ( famous last words I suspect).
We got to see two castles on our travels – Harlech and Criccieth – and I love the way that we can be so nonchalant about our heritage that they co -exist, certainly in Harlech’s case, with sprawling caravan parks. Whatevs. People have got to make a living. We dined at the very fine Castle Kebab and Pizza in Harlech so I’m quite pleased about the non ponciness of it all. Monuments are preserved but life goes on. One day there’ll be guided tours around the footprint of an ancient Haven caravan park. Maybe.
My daughter and I chatted about sorts of things but a notable topic was that of the Duke of Edinburgh awards. There are various components to them but one involves outdoors weekends for young people. The scheme is nationwide, designed to introduce them to both the practical side of being in the countryside but also leadership skills etc which can be used in a wider context. She felt that the students weren’t given enough autonomy and she wanted to just take off with her friends and a map and have an adventure and have that contribute to the award grading. I know that no bad thing would happen to them – there’s more likelihood of something not very nice occurring in our local shopping centre on a Saturday afternoon than in the middle of a national park – but we are a nation gripped by all sorts of irrational fears and risk aversion. Calculated risks are good, certainly a whole lot better than no risk.
We were joined on our Criccieth to Pwllheli section by two of my nieces, my nephew and sister-in-law. They live in Nefyn which was where we would be spending New Year’s Eve. It was very touching that they turned out to walk with us, especially at that time of year when you’d probably rather be in your pants on the sofa, inhaling Quality Streets.
I’ve known my sister-in-law all my life as her dad and mine are best friends. I’ve lived and worked all around the world and not really had a base so I find as I get older it’s just comforting to have those links, and my sister-in-law is a very warm and funny lady, so at the end of the day I felt all cosy on the inside …which is fitting really as she and my brother own a woodburning stove company which they run from units in Pwhlleli (a shameless plug www.chilipenguin.co.uk). They work really hard and it’s quite something that they’ve made a success of their business, and brought up four extremely lovely children in the process.
We did see a seal, well part of a seal, washed up on the beach. He was missing a head. I'm hoping for a perkier one on my next section.
At the end of our first foray, my brother collected us all up from the Pwllheli sailing club car park, and deposited me at the most ridiculously sweet and blousey (and I do mean that in a nice way) B & B in the midst of the Badlands of Pwllheli. And there to greet me was my very own big beardy Welshman, who following an altercation between his passport and a washing machine, was not the other side of the Atlantic as previously planned, but standing in a very flowery hallway, dogs with strings around their necks howling from atop abandoned washing machines outside, ready to give me a big cwtch.
To be continued....
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With thanks to Bob Dugard and Martin Dugard for permission to gain access to where I wanted to be.
For more information on the Eastbourne Eagles and Speedway, please follow this link:
It was a really, really well organised event consisting mainly of corporate teams, raising funds for children's medical research. Well done everyone - you were all stars - 40 miles of walking in one go does hurt and to do that with a smile on your face is a remarkable achievement. Thank you to everyone I tagged along with on the route.
https://www.action.org.uk/plod-south-downs-way
It was a really, really well organised event consisting mainly of corporate teams, raising funds for children's medical research. Well done everyone - you were all stars - 40 miles of walking in one go does hurt and to do that with a smile on your face is a remarkable achievement. Thank you to everyone I tagged along with on the route.
https://www.action.org.uk/plod-south-downs-way
For more information on this event and the charity behind it, please see the link below:
https://www.action.org.uk/plod-south-downs-way
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For more information on Aspire, please click here : http://nightswimming.co.uk/
For more information on Brutal Events, the race directors for the event, please click here : http://www.brutalevents.co.uk/
Here are a few of my personal favourites from the evening:
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​On Sunday I was the course photographer in Nottingham and what an amazing day it was. There was a new route this year, taking in both the modern space age structures of the university and a medieval deer park so plenty of diversity of back drops, plus of course the miles and miles of smiles. Thank you everyone - here is a selection of my personal favourites.
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For more information on Endure 24, please go to: http://www.endure24.co.uk/
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For more information on the event, please go to:
http://www.kentroadrunner.com/
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For more information on Glow venues around the country, please go to:
http://www.glowinthepark.co.uk/uk/
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More information on this event can be found at:
http://www.brutalevents.co.uk/the_oner.html
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For more information on the Glow In The Dark series, please go to :
http://www.glowinthepark.co.uk/
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Here are a few of my personal favourites from the event - for more information, please go to http://www.brutalevents.co.uk/
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http://www.veoliaenvironmentalservices.co.uk/Main/Facilities/Composting/Pro-Grow/
http://zeroheroes.me/meet-the-zero-heroes/
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Here are some of my favourite pics of the day. Reading attracts a lot of elite runners and I wanted to get them in situ so was quite pleased that I managed to get them against the backdrop of the university. There were also some characters along the way which I hope you enjoy. Thank you all you fantastic runners - I hope that you had as great a time as I did (even if I was cheating on the back of a motorbike!).
http://www.readinghalfmarathon.com/
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Yesterday I was lucky enough to be the launch photographer on behalf of Breathe Unity for the new City of London Mile race which will take place on 22.06.14. Olympic athlete Hannah England is the ambassador for the race so we started the launch with a few shots of her around the iconic route, followed by a reception at the beautiful Searcys Champagne Bar at One New Change. It looks like being a really great event - so many world famous landmarks in one race - and I wish the race organisers all the very best.
Useful links:
http://www.cityoflondonmile.co.uk/index.php
http://www.run-fast-management.net/
http://breatheunity.com/
http://www.onenewchange.com/
http://searcys.co.uk/venues/one-new-change-champagne-bar/#.Un0dcpgchk8
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More information on next year's event can be found on http://www.run-bmf.com/ and there's currently an early bird entry until Oct 20th 2013.
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Today I took some pics for my friend Sandy who will be part of a relay team swimming the Channel next month. Good luck Sandy - rather you than me!!
Sandy will be raising funds for Aspire - for more info, pls go to:
http://www.justgiving.com/sandy-Beatty
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Well, some amazing weather - here are some of my favourite shots. Guys, I'll get the rest up and loaded for you by tomorrow - you were all total stars...
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A perfect summer's evening - some pics from Votwo's evening triathlon series:
http://www.votwo.co.uk/usn-triathlon-series.htm
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What a night and day! I did seem to spend it in various hedges across the South Downs with this great bunch of walkers. Some of my favourite pics but more will follow tomorrow for those of you who did it - a remarkable achievement...really well done!
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http://www.votwo.co.uk/events-1/kingston-lacy-half-marathon
Here are a few of my favourite pics. Jez Bragg, the legendary ultrarunner took part and I also have to say a big thank you to the half marathon guy who at Mile 12 did what is quite possibly the most exciting thing I've ever seen at a drinks station!! It's just not what you expect - good thing I caught it.... I owe you a beer, I really do....
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Most of the people who had passed before this point had been either cyclists or runners so it was fantastic to be able to get both together, just as they were silhouetted by the sunlight in the background. It's amazing to think that they had all run and/ or cycled 50 miles by this point and were still so cheerful ...or maybe they were just laughing because they thought I really was doing a not so sneaky wee.....hey ho.
http://www.votwo.co.uk/events-1/sdw-rnr-2013
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Yesterday I was the PR photographer for the Reading Half Marathon, one of the biggest events of its type in the South of England. It certainly proved to be a challenging day - torrential rain, sleet and hail - so respect to all who participated.
I was on the back of a motorbike for part of the day, just to enable me to get the elites and the wheelchair racers before being dropped off at Mile 8 to walk back in and capture the general scenes. I can safely say that my waterproofing was tested to the max and I found that my cheap cover ( http://www.wexphotographic.com/buy-optech-rainsleeve/p1017072) was way less fiddly than my considerably more expensive one but just that bit classier than a supermarket carrier bag when trying to cut a dash in a hi viz jacket in Reading town centre whilst clinging desperately to a motorbike outrider. Oh the glamour of it all.
My thanks to Vicki Isted for her excellent coverage of the event back at base (www.vicki-Isted.co.uk)
Here are a few pics from the day.
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Red Nose Runway was the brainchild of Lou Featherstone and her team and with over 500 tickets sold and considerable media interest, it really was an amazing evening.
I was volunteering, along with fellow Brighton photographers Mi Bewick and Sophie Sheinwald, to help capture some of the highlights of the event. The venue was a bit tricky - an almost cathedral sized church with overhead spots and I think I went through every lens I had going and every permutation of flash and ISO known to womankind!
Here are a few highlights :
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http://www.blindveterans.org.uk/
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Here are a couple of muddy examples - Phil O'Connor Photography was the official photographer for the event and pics will be be on the website shortly to view and purchase: http://philoconnorphotographyltd.thirdlight.com/viewcontainer.tlx?containerid=9343111990&home=1
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I realise that I’m a heterosexual woman so in some cases I may be missing the point completely but if you google most images relating to gallery pics of normal punters trying to be boudoir beauties, I generally find myself taking a sharp intake of breath and muttering ‘That’s just wrong...on so many levels’.
And that’s not me being over bitchy. I’m a woman most definitely not in the first flush of youth, a woman whose body has had a few children and whose face has laughed quite a bit. If I were to recline on a polysatin sheet slathered in lipgloss and a feather boa, it wouldn’t really be bringing out my best side.
And that’s a bit sad because women want to have these pictures done so that they can boost their self confidence, especially when you do get to your mid thirties onwards, have perhaps had babies, survived an aggressive illness, had some upheavals in your private life. The whole purpose of having a session is so that you can look at yourself and think ‘It’s ok, I’m actually a bit of a vixen’ and not ‘I look like a sunburnt pig with lipstick on’, which might send a gal reaching for the vodka.
So, anyway, this month I am concentrating on making the sisterhood look like total and utter vixens.
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'Kathi took on a challenging assignment to supply some PR photographs for Newhaven's RNLI lifeboat. The photos were shot at sea with a bit of a chop in freezing conditions after some reasonable snow the night before.
Not only did Kathi provide some first class photographs in the couple of hours she was on board, her personality shone through and was almost treated as an extension of the crew.
A first class photographer who has great people skills and is very creative especially on those challenging outdoor events.'
I can only say in return that it was a privilege to to this assignment. I have always had the utmost respect for the RNLI and to see them in action was an amazing experience.
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I have been interested in boudoir photography for a long time but it's something which is trickier than it looks. To me boudoir means perhaps a slightly more sensual form of portraiture, rather than the quasi glamour with a few burlesque props stuff which you often find populating this genre. You have to have fun and be relaxed doing this - the idea is that the subject should be able to almost flirt with the camera - and I hope that my clients feel that they can do this with me. I really like being in the company of other women and it's actually nice for me to feel that I'm helping to bring out aspects of their characters that they might sometimes be a bit shy to convey.
And it's a great excuse to drink cava on a Friday afternoon ; ).
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http://www.cocktailmakingbrighton.co.uk/
I should also credit the great off camera flash course which I went on - it's held in London by the 36Exp guys and it really has given me the skills to be able to move forward in a more creative and confident way. If you look on the link, you'll see that one of the pics (the guy jumping in the air) is one of mine taken whilst attending the course:
http://www.36exp.co.uk/flash-photography-workshop/
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Do have a look at their website - most of the photos featured are my work:
Bar 76
http://www.76brighton.co.uk/?gclid=COe5jJW1ua8CFc4LtAodtRgpkQ
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Yesterday I did a shoot for the lovely Ellie of Brighton Pilates for her website. Tonight I'm taking nightclub pics, tomorrow I'm subcontracting for a sports photography company all day covering the Brighton Marathon, Monday I'm doing a risque cocktail shoot, Thursday sees me doing a commission for a national motorbike magazine and on Friday I'll be doing a photo session for a company website....and when I'm not actually taking photos, I'll either be editing or in meetings. I shall probably be the only person on Earth who is actually looking forward to a visit to the dentist for a wisdom tooth filling, just so that I can have a bit of a sit down and close my eyes....; )
Here's a picture of the lovely Ellie....
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