New publication

Corona has putten quite the damper on events. Things are (for now) looking up a bit so let’s hope this pandemic is under control. However, it’s been hard on photographers (me included). So when I was asked to shoot for the local theater I was ecstatic. To promote the new (Corona-proof) season, the Stadsgehoorzaal invited three acts to perform last Sunday. The weather was fantastic and everyone was sitting outside on the terraces enjoying the sun and surprise acts.

Poubelle, Teatro Pavana & Cabaret d’Amour entertained people with their short sets before moving to another bar to do their set there. Let’s hope this gets some butts back in the theater! You can find some more photo’s under Event Photography in my portfolio.

You can read about it (sorry, Dutch only) at https://www.grootvlaardingen.nl/nieuws/algemeen/999822/terugblik-op-geslaagd-terras-theater

Pregnancy shoot


Honestly, I don’t do many shoots like this, but if I am asked, it’s always an honor to make photos this close to birth.

Customers happy and they already have a new shoot in mind when the kid has a spot in the busy schedule.

If you would like to book me for a shoot, get in touch for my rates.

 

 

I love events like these…

The Moestuin festival was held last Saturday at the city theater. Every nook and cranny was used for this event. There were fashion shows, standup comedy, loads of music and foods to try from all over the world, all made by locals. Be it born and bred from Vlaardingen, or come over as refugee from Syria, all came together and organised it.

Two local reviews (sorry, Dutch only):

https://deschiedammeronline.nl/detail-uitdekunst/moestuin-festival-wordt-geprolongeerd

https://www.vlaardingen24.nl/nl/nieuws/uit-cultuur/moestuin-theaterfestival-druk-bezocht/27469

 

Come on in, the water’s great!

I’ve always been in for a challenge, however when I was asked to photograph a dancefestival in a swimmingpool I didn’t say yes right away. I needed to find out if my gear would be up to it. As most of my gear is weathersealed I SHOULD be ok, and having read up on experiences of other people, I decided to say yes.

Hot and humid is an understatement. Took at least half an hour to get my lenses used to the heat and humidity, and me, about the same 

Photo’s will be up on the Float.event page soon, together with the official aftermovie. Congrats to the organisation for setting this up, and for the dj’s for spinning their tunes.

Behind the Photo – Ice Cube

While waiting for the interview to start, we found out that we would have 10 mins to chat with Cube. We were allowed to take photographs, but only in the backstage area and Cube wouldn’t leave the room. This pretty much eliminated my original idea of him in a hallway or sitting on the steps of some stairs. My writer tried to get as much info and questions in as he could in those ten minutes so I was getting a bit nervous when the timer hit 8 minutes, and I had the distinct feeling we wouldn’t get away overstaying our 10 minute welcome as there was a huge hulking figure (about as tall as he was wide) at the door keeping an eye on a stopwatch.

Thankfully my writer ended his interview at 9m20, giving me a massive 40 seconds to shoot a portrait. The whole interview he was smiling, laughing and all Craig Jones in Friday, but the second he faced the camera, he faced it all tough like Doughboy. Given my chance of an outside shoot was out the window I had spent most of those 10 minutes thinking up how the hell I could make an utterly boring backstage room look, well, not boring, and promptly gave up. I decided I needed to go close and tight, so show as little of the room as I could.

I went for a vertical shot portrait and luckily Cube knows his way in front of the camera so he needed little direction. The only thing I asked was to raise his hand and tilt his chin down a bit. I think I took about 20 shots in as many seconds that pretty much all looked similar to each other and used the remaining seconds to tell him I got the shot (I hoped) and thanked him. At exactly 10 minutes I heard our neighbourhood giant call out “Time’s Up” and we were escorted out the room.