While i normally dont go for flash when shooting portraits or mostly anything besides wedding, there are photographers who adores the flashgun/speedlite. • This is because of the end photo they will be getting as flash photography brings out the subject more due to the extra punch of light they provide. Mounted on the A7rii is the Godox v860ii, topped with the Gary Fong's lightsphere light diffuser. • A challenge i face while carrying a flashgun/speedlite around is the weight it adds on to my set-up. A small event will be of no issue but a 6hrs one will give a little cramp on the wrist. Is there a way to deter this problem? Is there a way to carry a flashgun around when not in use without it being mounted on the camera? • #7innovat31 #2ndperspective #Objects #sonya7rii #heavy #discomfort #bigsetup #godoxv860ii #garyfonglightsphere #garyfong #sonysnapper #sonyshooter #rants #carlzeisslenses #zeiss35mm #zeiss35mm14 #portraitsetup #portrait #photographersperspective #photographysouls #photographer #sgphotography #bokeh #sonycam #alpha7rii #alpha7r #peakdesign
Give credence to the message and not the messenger. Facts are not bias.Results should be examined over a period of time in order to master the process. Never be too focused on your goals to forget the good people.It's not about being liked by everyone.It's about leaving a good impression that will last a lifetime. #civilityisstrenght #civilityissupport #patiencenottime #bestofthebest #revisereviverefresh #looseendup #connectivity #digitalnature #reflection #lookintothemirror #nobackwardson #valuefirst #dontburnbridges #reapwhatyousow #2ndperspective #nonhumanthinking #onethirdonlinenow
"Bottom line is, even if you see 'em coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does. So what are we, helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are gonna come. You can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are." . Like the Vampires themselves, Buffy's words never get old. Thanks for the wisdom @josswhedonofficial and @sarahmgellar
I know it's been a big-thinking day when my phone is on 78% battery at 5pm! . So many great learnings today but one of my fave's was this: When you introduce yourself by your name it tells someone what your parents thought was a nice sounding name. When you introduce yourself with your values it tells people who you are. . Sleep might be hard to come by tonight. Luckily you can dream when you're awake or asleep... the "awake" dreams are called inspiration. ☀
My to-do list this morning was overwhelming. A list of 27 things; and probably more that were troubling me in my sub-conscious because I knew I'd forgotten them. I looked at my list and, feeling overwhelmed, I chose to walk here instead. And when I came home, I came home not to the piles of paper which I've had to migrate to my dining table because they no longer fit on my desk. I came home instead and read the book Love Warrior by @glennondoyle And amongst so many paragraphs in this brilliant book that I've tagged to come back to later, I found this. . "The water is speaking in a language I knew before the world taught me its language. I lie there and I let the sound of the surf massage my soul for two hours. I let it speak to me and I do not speak back. I just receive. I understand with great gratitude that I could rest here forever, offer the sea nothing in return, and it would never stop speaking to me. The surf is gentle and selfless and steady. This is not a transaction; it is a gift." . 27 things on a to-do list I'll probably never finish.... Life can often feel like a transaction. Lists. Things to do. Juggle. Give. Take. I struggle regulary with the juxtaposition of my desire to be in the moment and look up, and my need to constantly be busy and intellectually challenged. But today I walked and read my book. I spent some of my valuable time just being. And perhaps in that transaction what I was actually buying was the gift of peace. ☀
These words by footballer @official_collingwood Nathan Buckley inspired me today. . "People always look for outliers," he said. "Something is either the best thing in the world or it's the worst. But things are never perfect, nor are they the end of the world. I like to read about the fact that life's in the middle, that it's a work in progress, that's it's not final, or fatal." . I've got a bunch of things on this week. Some will feed my soul and some will be about simply making sure I can literally and figuratively feed my kids. At this stage I don't have anything scheduled that I can predict for a certainty will be an outlier: either good or bad. But that's the point with outliers, right? As a general rule they're unpredictable. . What is predictable is that our lives really are lived in the ordinary days. And whilst the extraordinary days which punctuate the ordinary days with either joyful or painful meaning create the memories which we draw most often upon, it's the ordinary days which shape our perceptions of the value of our lives overall. . We can wait for the extraordinary days to make our lives meaningful or find this elusive goal of "purpose" or we can use the cumulative effect of the ordinary days to make the most of whatever time we have. . "All of life is about ego," Buckley also said. "Where do you fit? Why? Who values you, and who doesn't? How do you value yourself?" . I'd add to that how do you value not just you, but your time, the only thing you can never get back, and what and who you put it into. I'm going to carry that message with me this week as I pursue the ordinary things that make up the work in progress that is my life. ☀
Hung out with the cool kids of @oneroofwomen today. It's a far cry from the government offices I'm used to where the signs on the walls literally say "sarcastic comment loading". I know which signs I'd rather follow. . Every yes leads to the next yes. . New blog up now. Link in bio. ☀ #oneroofwomen #mindset #sidehustle
Tonight I gave my first speech off the cuff... I've always pre-written my speeches, but tonight I decided to "undress my mind and dare (the audience) to follow"...(lyric by @sarabareilles ) . So grateful to have the opportunity to share the #2lookup message that challenge can help you to change, connection can help you to heal and gratitude can help you to make every ordinary day a meaningful day... ☀
I knew I was on the wrong path yesterday when I realised that despite everything I've learned in the last three years, I'd been doing the opposite of this quote. . Not only could I not remember what level I'd parked in a car park. I couldn't remember which car park I was actually in! And I panicked. It was dark and my phone was flat. As I wandered around the car park looking for my car, all the old anxious thoughts flooded me. What if something happened to me? Who could be standing waiting for me around the corner? What if I couldn't find my car at all? . And then I stopped. I recognized the old patterns of thinking and reframed. And almost immediately I found my car. . Just because you've found the right path doesn't mean you can always stick to it. But at least you can recognize the signs of the wrong one. And then stop, reframe, turn around and go back. ☀ . 📷 @secondfirsts
No regrets. 😌
It's been a challenging few weeks, a time of transitions. A friend reminded me last night that it's ok to have peaks and troughs in life, but the most important thing is to keep moving forwards. Nobody lives at the top of the mountain, he said. . Serendiptiously, as seems to happen with this friend, this piece I wrote way back in February was published today in @thoughtcatalog. Link in bio. . In it I wrote, "happiness is at the top of a peak whose steps must be climbed. Each step, both the shallow narrow ones and the deep ones which require several mini steps to climb, takes you closer to the top. It’s hard, especially if you are unfit for the challenge having never climbed something like it before. Some days it feels like the oxygen is too thin, that you can neither breathe in nor breathe out, so you just have to hold your breath for a little while. . But I wonder if the worst thing you can do to yourself is to have expectations about the climb itself…. Because sometimes the climb goes up, and sometimes it goes down, and both lead you to new discoveries." . We don't necessarily get to stay at the top of the steps - or the mountain - all the time. But the important thing is to keep climbing. ☀
A work convo that went beyond the usual "how's work?", "it's fine"... A life convo that went beyond the usual "how's things?, "it's fine".... A convo of secrets and stigma and uncomfortable stuff shared within a cone of silence. Good coffee, no judgement and sunshine. And even though my friend literally stepped in shit as we left, because of the conversation we both went home more able to look up. ☀
No matter what you do, one can extend life but not prevent death. The ancient Chinese were wise... . I don't know if I believe in an afterlife as they did. But I know there's a "this-life". So how will I best spend the hopefully small proportion I get of what's left of it tomorrow? Wisely.
The same view from the same swing: summer vs winter. Today is the first day of winter here but it's the first day of summer somewhere else. . That's life I guess: swings and roundabouts.
Prince William has recently opened up about the loss of his mother, telling GQ magazine that "it is not like most people’s grief, because everyone else knows about it, everyone knows the story, everyone knows her. It is a different situation for most people who lose someone they love, it can be hidden away or they can choose if they want to share their story.” . But the interesting thing is that I also find the opposite is true for me. I’m basically anonymous, a person whose “grief story” is not known outside of my own circle, and yet sometimes I actually fervently wish that everyone I meet would somehow just magically know that my husband has died so I don’t have to deal with the awkward moment when it, inevitably, arrives. . Because, much as Prince William might wish it, unfortunately even anonymous people can’t really keep a grief story about the loss of someone close to them hidden for long. And maybe that's not such a bad thing. . Link in bio to my new piece in HuffPost ☀
Yesterday evening as I walked home I noticed the full moon. I could see the markings on it perfectly. I thought it was beautiful. . Later on, I was speaking to a friend and she told me she had been up half the night with her son as he wakes up every month, like clockwork, when it's a full moon. She told me the moon isn't beautiful to her. "More like creepy", she said. "That big face stares at me and laughs". . "But your son also loves the ocean", I reminded her, "and there would be no tides if there was no moon...." . And there it is right there. The duality of life. (Not to mention me on the verge of sounding shiny/happy... heaven forbid!!) . But it's true. We wouldn't value happiness if we couldn't experience sadness. If we couldn't feel fear, we would not know the thrill when we act with courage. And of course, there would be no great pain in loss if there wasn't a great love that preceded it. . Everything has two sides. . Ive been really affected this week by the words of Connie Johnson. For those who dont know her story, she is an incredibly brave woman who has been battling cancer for years. Together with her brother, Samuel Johnson, they created a charity called @loveyoursister which has to date raised over $5 million for cancer research. Recently she announced that she was stopping chemo, and she said of her children: "My pain will [soon] be over. And theirs will just be beginning". I cried when I read it, because of course it's true. In beginnings there are endings, and in endings beginnings. . But what's also true is what her brother said. "Anything truly wonderful comes at a cost". And there are two ways of looking at that too.... The cost, or the wonderful. . I think when we notice the wonderful and are grateful for it - even if we have it for way too brief a time and at first when we lose it it seems so unfair - in the long run, the price we pay for having had it at all will never seem too high. . There's a dark side to the moon. But even the thinnest crest of a new moon lights up the night... and brings in the tide. . Ps. I couldn't capture a picture on my iPhone which is why this image is from @leighhenningham. But I noticed the wonderful.
I used to think you could only protect your heart by keeping it closed. Now I know you can only truly protect it by being willing to break it open. . No one knows you like you. 💛
. Love is a four letter word. So is hate. So is fear. And fate. But hope. Hope is the only four letter word we really need. To hope is to heal.
Thrilled to be speaking tonight at the Melbourne "Law of Attraction" Meetup Group about looking up, gratitude, overcoming challenges and how I turned from a cynic to a yogi (without any capacity to do any form of shoulder stand!) . All welcome. Bookings via: https://www.meetup.com/en-AU/Melbourne-LawOfAttraction-Group/
This morning I went hot air ballooning, something I've wanted to do for years but been too fearful to even properly contemplate. Last week, completely out of character, I didn't stop to contemplate it at all. I just booked. I didn't ask what or how or why or when. I just asked who... as in "who wants to go with me"? . As we started to glide towards our destination, squatting down in our brace position in case the basket tipped over on landing, I realised that the biggest fear Ive been trying to overcome in the last three years has not been physical. Its been mental. Specifically, how do I know we will be safe? . And as the basket gently tipped backwards and then right itself again, I realised that maybe I don't just need to accept that no matter what crazy, or out of my comfort zone things we do, in all likelihood we will be safe. . Maybe I also need to accept that no matter how much I plan or worry or fear or think or try to control things, we may not be. . Because freedom lies in knowing the difference. . Link in bio ------------------------------------ There is freedom waiting for you, On the breezes of the sky, And you ask "What if I fall?" Oh but my darling, What if you fly? - Erin Hanson
Last night I had the pleasure of attending a dinner at the Olsen Hotel with a group of diverse and interesting women. . The dinner was hosted by Bare Alchemy which is named after the first woman to circumnavigate the globe, Jeanne Bare. She did it by dressing up as a man, since women weren't allowed to travel on French navy ships. . We were privileged to hear Caroline Creswell the owner of Carmans Muesli speak about her journey to success. She gave many brilliant hints and tips. . That we should focus on making sure we are happy with "how we do our job" not just what we do for a job. That we shouldn't try and buy time by borrowing from sleep. And one I'll probably never achieve: keep your inbox and your handbag clean. . But what struck me most was her comment that along the way she has been presented with many opportunities, and the most important thing is not to necessarily jump on them in that moment, but to always notice them. . Each of the women (and one man!) who sat at that dinner will have had a different opportunity presented to them by the evening. Perhaps a career opportunity. Perhaps someone will connect someone to somebody else they know working in a similar space. One woman I spoke to had had a similar journey of seeking purpose after tragedy. We agreed to catch up and see where the conversation takes us. For some the opportunity in the night was perhaps just to enjoy a night away from bad reality tv. . Three years ago I would never have been invited to a dinner like this, let alone accepted such an invitation. I wouldn't even have known someone who could invite me to such a thing! But the innate loneliness in my new life has made me more willing to look up and notice the opportunity to surround myself with new people, and to value the possible new pathways that may come from these new connections. . Jeanne Bare circumnavigated the globe.... but the truth is, no-one can circumnavigate or avoid all the challenges in their lives... We all face challenges at some point or another. . But perhaps taking a moment #2lookup and notice the opportunities along the journey is how we can make it to the other side ☀
I spent the morning at a Maximum Security Prison, interviewing prisoners about their housing needs post release. . To be honest, I was scared to go. Walking through the yard into a unit of 30 men free to wander about, with 30 sets of curious eyes on me, was confronting to say the least. . I am a natural rule follower. I won't even use Uber because it's unregulated! So whatever these guys are in prison for, I don't condone it and I'm not excusing it. But... of the 4 men I spoke to: . 4 out of 4 were polite and respectful . 3 out of 4 were homeless before they came into prison, and the 4th was in insecure housing and wasn't sure whether he could go back there when he is released . 2 out of 4 had clear mental health issues and no family or community support . 1 of the 4 had received a loving letter from his daughter, and was now determined, in his words, to live on the street if necessary rather than go into a boarding house where he knew he would come into contact with people who are a bad influence on him. . All of the 4 spend at least 14 hours of every day with nothing to look up at except the ceiling of their cell. . So today more than ever I am grateful for my secure home and comfortable bed. I am grateful for my physical and mental health. I am grateful for my education and my employment which underpin everything else. And I am grateful for my family and community; for the fact that I know I always have someone I can call on for help if I need it. . Mostly I am grateful that my daughter was able to give me a loving hug this morning. She pulled me out of my warm bed to show me the sunrise. Together we looked up as the sky turned pink through windows without bars. . It's not just a beautiful sunrise. It's freedom. . 📸photo credit to my dad!
Looking up on the way to the bus stop, I noticed this... I walk past here every day. Today I noticed that the leaves are turning. Soon they will fall. . Life is what happens in the day to day; the ordinary things that we do, the ordinary things that are all around us, the ordinary things that we take for granted, the ordinary things that become so familiar we can't see them anymore for what they are. . Look up to change what you see, not just in your environment... in your life too ☀
It's not like me to be lost for words. But this needs none.
I spent the afternoon being a tourist in my own city with a friend who now lives overseas. As we walked around the city I love today, meandering along with no real plan, I noticed my friend looking up. At almost every corner, she pointed out new buildings that now shape our skyline that Ive never properly noticed. "That wasn't there before" she said I don't know how many times. I looked at my city through new eyes, her tourist eyes, and it was even more beautiful. . Its not that familiarity has bred contempt in me for my city; rather that familiarity has bred this kind of haze that seems to obscure anything new. I see what I expect to see. I don't notice new buildings as they are being built, and so when the scaffolding comes down it appears to me that they have always been there. The new buildings, even the skyscrapers that literally change the entire city scape, disappear into a skyline full of other skyscrapers. . And it occurred to me that the same is true for ordinary every day life. It disappears in the familiar. . So perhaps the trick is to become a tourist in your own life... the trick is figuring out how... . New blog up now. Link in bio. ☀
Super excited to have spent my lunchtime here at the School of Life, discussing a potential collaboration. . We talked about so many things. But unusually for me now, we barely talked about death. . New blog up now on the Facebook group 2lookup about why we need to change the language around widows. And why sometimes it pays to Google stalk the wrong person!! 😃
Tonight I had the privilege to be part of a discussion focusing on mourning and loss. I have so many thoughts in my head after tonight, so many words which one day might form full paragraphs or perhaps even a blog or two. But for now, just this. . These little tags represent the 22,740 days of one mans life. Each date was handwritten on these tags as part of an extraordinary exhibition curated by his wife. . Little tags, just an ordinary bit of paper tied with a string. . A life, in just a wall of little white tags. . I wonder.... which of these days were important to him? Which were the birthdays, the weddings, the first days at a new job or the first days of a new child? . I look at this wall of little white tags and I'm mesmerized by them, because the answer is obvious. . Each of these days was important. . Every single day.
Its cold and wet here today where I live in Melbourne Australia. Its mid-February! Surely we should be basking in sunshine at the beach, not rugging up and ordering hot chocolates! . Im not a fan of cold weather. Give me 40 degrees over 14 degrees any day of the week. I often say I need to move to Hawaii rather than live in this 4 seasons in one day city that I love. . But as much as Im not a winter girl, I know its another one of those things in life that are outside my control. I look at the rain, and remember that life is no different than the weather. Not only is it unpredictable, but it shows us a new perspective of the world every day. . And how you look at things, changes what you see. ☀
Day 2 of new job. Not sure about the work yet, but this view will do.....
There's a great quote: there's no elevator to success, you have to take the stairs. I believe the same is true for happiness. . There are no shortcuts or automated processes which can take you, effortlessly, in one straight line upwards to happiness. Happiness, like success, is also at the top of a peak whose steps must be climbed. Each step, both the shallow narrow ones and the steep ones which require several mini steps to climb, takes you closer to the top. It's hard, especially if you are unfit for the challenge having never climbed something like it before. Some days it feels like the oxygen is too thin, that you can neither breathe in nor breathe out, so you just hold your breath for a little while. . But I wonder if the worst thing you can do to yourself is to have expectations about the climb itself.. Because sometimes the climb goes up, and sometimes it goes down, and both lead you to new discoveries. . Some unexpected things in life bring joy; some bring pain. The only expectation I have now is of what I can absolutely control: that whilst I may not be able to always see what's around the corner, I can always make sure that I look up. . Full blog up now in the Facebook group 2lookup. Link in bio ☀
Running on empty, with nothing left in me, but doubt I picked up a pen. And wrote my way out. (Aloe Blacc &a Lin-Manuel Miranda) . Words. Language. This is how I heal. I think in paragraphs, dream in stories. I write with my hand, but create with my heart. I'll write my way out. And up. ☀
"And it is magic of the mind as well, because each thing they do with their whole heart and soul takes them to a new level of understanding. . The higher they climb, the wider the horizon, and they begin to see and understand combinations they never dreamed of".... F.X. Toole; Rope Burns . It's a book about boxing... except it's not really. It's a book about life. The higher you allow yourself to climb, no matter how scary it seems up there, the more you can see. . But when everything has fallen down, the view from every angle - top, bottom, sideways and even the seemingly upside down - can also look completely different if you want it to... because how you look at things changes what you see. ☀
Always BYO smile... because no one can bring it for you ☀
Today I’m looking up at my local shopping shopping strip. Within about 800m we have an Italian pizza restaurant, a Lebanese shwarma restaurant, a couple of Japanese sushi places, a Vietnemese and a South Korean restaurant and a Mexican taqueria. There’s a cafe owned by French people, a bagelry owned by Israelis, a flower shop owned by Russians and a fruit shop owned by Greeks. In the supermarket we have Kosher products alongside halal products, a full Asian spice section and Aussie lamingtons in the bakery. . This isn’t a political statement about immigration policy. I’m not trying to change anyone’s opinion about the benefits of multiculturalism or the number of refugees we should let into our country or whether building walls - literal or metaphorical - is a good idea. . Today, I am simply taking a moment to be grateful for the extraordinary culinary and cultural diversity I am able to enjoy without even leaving my suburb. My grandparents could never even have imagined it ☀ . . . . #2lookup #2ndperspective #mentalhealth #fear #grief #purpose #gratitude #instagood #lookup #onwards #attitude #positivity #selfcare #wellness #liveyourlife #2ndchances #powerofthought #mindbodysoul #grateful #gratitude #attitude #inspiration #multicultural #melbourneiloveyou @multiculturevic @australiaday #australiaday2017
What I learned about love from a 7 year old boy who cannot speak: . Love doesn't always need language, nor touch, nor even time. . Love is the one thing that both continues after death, and can be fundamental to the creation of life. Love is the one sensation for which time means nothing and depth means everything. There is no distance equal to love, even when love needs space to survive. The briefest moments of love will never be fleeting. . There should be no rules to love. No boxes to tick or stereotypes to conform to or expectations to meet. The very essence of love is that there is no "normal"; that each love, just as each person, is different, its own version of itself that can never be replicated. Each love is its own unique fingerprint. . And the only thing equal to the knowledge that light follows dark and dark follows light is that love is not just universal, it is transcendental. . Love is love is love is love is love. . Link in bio 💛
Some beautiful sunsets being captured over in the Facebook group/2lookup. This is one of my faves, from @yayasgarden 💛 . Lyric by @sarabareilles There's too many things I haven't done yet Theres too many sunsets I haven't seen Can't waste the day wishing it'd slow down You would have thought by now I'd have learned something....
This is Berry's Beach in Phillip Island, Victoria, but as we arrived I was transported back to the memories of a spontaneous holiday I took to Western Australia from when I was about 21 that is still one of my all time favourites. . We hired a car and drove north, Thelma and Louise style without the gun. . We had a destination in mind, but nothing planned along the way - an 800km journey. I'll never forget the white beaches that went on for miles that we came upon by chance; the water was crystal clear and warm at our feet. . We stopped where we wanted to stop, figured out accommodation on the fly. There was literally nothing and no one expecting anything of us. We had total freedom. . It wasn't long after this trip that my late husband Matt and I started dating, and from then on I was never as free again as I was on that 2 week break. . In many ways I have more responsibilities and less freedom right now than I've ever had before. Although they aren't babies, my kids are still reasonably dependent and I'm still reasonably (ok, a lot) protective of them. Last night I polished off their jar of vitagummies because I felt like something sweet but I didn't want to leave them alone asleep in the hotel room to go and buy myself an ice cream! . But today at this beach I did something I haven't done before. I let the kids wander. They climbed over the rocks and jumped into the pools of warm water and picked up sea slugs and shells. They didn't have their hats and probably not enough sunscreen and the pools were technically too shallow for jumping. But I stood back and let them play. Not because I wanted to abrogate my responsibilities - I did it because I remembered that long ago West Australian holiday, and I wanted them to feel the deep sense of pleasure that warm water at your feet and a white beach that goes on for miles and, most importantly, freedom, can give you. . I looked out to the horizon past a cloudless sky as I walked through the warm shallows myself, listening to the distant sound of the kids laughing as they played. And for just a moment, for probably the first time in almost 3 years, I felt free too. ☀