Ok, so all I can do is think crossly to myself that I'm still not riding the way I know that I can, that my position on the horse is still not great, and I'm wishing that I had some proper lovely images of me riding.  This is the handful I could scratch up where the horse wasn't tiny in the frame and was in sort of the right angle.    I think Archie needs to lose more weight!  I don't think I need to join him in this.  His bottom and tummy are the size of Brazil ..  I am not eating brilliantly again and therefore mine are not!  I'm tiny, and he is not...

I recently tried watching a little bit of Gone With The Wind.  It's always problematic what I put on at night.  I always have trouble getting Heath to sleep and to STAY-IN-BED and if he hears something that is vaguely interesting to him, up he pops like a rat up a drainpipe...  I put Gone With The Wind on, which I always liked, and of course when the Civil War scenes came on (I might mention that this is all AFTER 10pm!!!!) out he comes...  And so I switch it off again.  I liked Scarlett though.  She was this tough, beautiful, determined and feisty woman.  Ok, so she had terrible taste in men..  I guess we can all be a little guilty of that can't we though?  I didn't ever understand how she was so besotted with the drip that was Ashley Wilkes when she had the horse riding and ever so slightly Bad-Ass Rhett Butler courting her.  And he was actually in love with her too, because he loved her spirit.  I always thought that this was one of the great lines in the movie, when Rh

Maybe I should stop watching Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan in "You've Got Mail" , and stop watching romantic films altogether....    I'm not sure they do me much good! "A snap to find the one single person in the world who fills your heart with joy"   "Dream, when you're feeling blue.   Dream, that's the thing to do....  Just...  watch the smoke rings rise in the air...  You'll find your share...  of memories there, so....  Dream, when the day is through..   Dream, and they might come true...  Things are never as bad as they seem, so, dream, dream, dream....."  My day has been filled with horses today before picking the kids up from school.  That's not such a bad day.  I rode Archie this morning, and I hopped on Lyn's other horse Boz as well.  He's a little bit more established than Archie is, and it made me long for Freelance just a little bit.  Archie is coming along beautifully, but he's not well established yet

Periodically I get asked to research back through my library to find images on certain families, or horses owned by a breeder, etc.  The current set of images I'm going back through is the Teeley Asset draft which will be auctioned by Magic Millions.  Arrowfield Stud, whom I am Official Photographer for, is presenting the draft on behalf of Teeley Assets.  Teeley Assets is the breeding arm of Muzaffar Yaseen.  The story of his involvement in breeding and racing was written up beautifully by Arrowfield Stud after his filly Miracles of Life won the 2013 Blue Diamond Stakes. The Teeley Assets Story   12 months later Mr Yaseen again won a Group 1 race on Blue Diamond Stakes day with another horse he owns and bred, called Lankan Rupee.  I call him the Love Heart horse.  He's by 'my boy' Redoute's Choice, who I have photographed exclusively for Mr John Messara at Arrowfield Stud since 2008.  I love my role with Arrowfield Stud and I love that Mr Messara entrusts hi

I limped along today after what can best be described as a terrible night's sleep.  Lots of caffeine got me through the trip to the Children's Hospital and the return trip.  I stop and think goodness, what a pansy I must suddenly sound like, it's only just over an hour each way!!!!  But I was just so tired I felt like to could barely keep my eyes open.  It seems every now and again events conspire to give me a night like this, after which I limp along feeling sad and miserable all day. Because I've had a day tied up with my kids I've not gotten a lot of work done today.  I hear you ask "are you knuckling down tomorrow????"  "Yes I am" I say dutifully, then I hesitate and add with just a hint of defiance " after I've worked Archie in the morning...."   I've rattled on about great photographers in the past.  And how they inspire me.  I've mentioned this man, Delly Carr, in a recent Blog Post too.  This is his final pos

It's the end of the weekend.  We have been living in Victoria for almost a whole month now.  It's still a strange feeling.  I'm still discovering where so many things are, and many times I still feel like I am blindfolded because of this. On Friday poor little Luke Batty's funeral was held just up the road from us in Tyabb.  I am going to do some casual work for one of the papers as things come up but I couldn't face trying to cover the funeral, even as a freelancer.  It didn't seem right, and personally, it was an event I simply couldn't face.  I watched some of it on the online news.  It made me cry.  I will need to toughen up somewhat if my dreams of branching out come to fruition. I often wonder how people claim (or insist) they love someone yet act in a way that hurts the person they are supposed to love.  I wonder at the strength shown by Luke's mother Rosie.  She seems capable of great forgiveness and strength.  Am I capable of such forgi