photoshoots.

Here's a story about me as a kid.  I don't remember this happening.  It could be a convenient lie whipped up by my Mum to prove a point... and to substantiate the claims of others.

We were having family photos done.  I was not quite 3 years old.  I can only assume that the photographer was doing any number of ridiculous things to make me smile.  Things that I find irritating to this day.

He asked me why I wouldn't smile.

I answered that it was because he was acting so stupid.

Truly, I was an insolent child.

Recently I've been subject to a few photo shoots with my fella and I've got to be honest: they usually end up in an argument about nothing.

Perhaps some things never change.

For your entertainment, I've distilled these images from a shoot we did in May. I didn't change the order.  Just picked a few to show the progression of events.

I think the photos speak for themselves.

Best.
m.