Posted in MonthJune 2009
There is no nicer sound than rain on a metal surface, whether that’s a corrugated iron roof or the off-white painted exterior of a campervan; it’s the same in any language. Rugged up under the covers listening to the rain pelt down on our top-heavy little Britz van (with a missing Z so now it’s...
As the plane shuddered and slid sideways, I pulled my head upright from the headrest and looked around franticly for my shoes thinking “I’ll need these if we crash”. Then realising we were just landing in Perth I mumbled to myself “Lucky, I don’t have time to die”. Western Australia had never really held much...
Miss Eva Strangelove, a burlesque dancer from Wellington, joined Jaime Leigh and myself on a shoot in a very cool old apartment building in Cuba St one very rainy weekend. We raided Eva’s wardrobe and Jaime went to work her magic on the hair and make-up. The apartment building had some wonderful art-deco fixtures. After...