I love days away from me usual life at the airport, it feels good to escape sometimes. Not all can be eluded though, like the terrible Translink trips. An hour and fourty-five minutes on two buses to SFU, yeaaaah… I’m pretty thankful I don’t currently school there coming from Richmond. I met up with Naz, again, at Burrard to make our way out there. Cold, cold, cold! Vancouver was warm today, but climbing up to SFU revealed, yeah, more snow. What a surprise, and what also came as a surprise was my inability to dress appropriately and perhaps actually bundle up to keep warm for a change.
It’s hard to say enough about a friend like her though. Brimming with confidence infront of a lens, even when it’s five inches from her forehead. It’s just effortless being with her, I feel like the luckiest photographer in the world to know someone so well where everything comes naturally. Literally, everything… feet placement, facial expressions, walks, hysterical laughing, adventures into poses where yes, her jeans may get dirty. What a gift!
We endulged in a little sushi back on Robson after the shoot. Ohhh, absolutely delich!
Dear, oh dear. I figure the reason Naz makes such a brilliant model is her own ability to connect so well with people while holding the camera herself. Wow, do I feel awkward on that other side of the camera.