The life of a jet setting photographer really isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. It’s exhausting. The last week has been a blur of planes, trains, automobiles, hotel rooms, photoshoots … and ballet.
Flew from Lismore to Sydney, then Sydney to Brisbane and then drove back to Lismore. In Sydney I did a stock photoshoot with a few great models, went to the APPAs, bolted to Brisbane for some more stock shooting, met up with my family and went to see the Paris Opera Ballet in their stunning performance of La Bayadere – and now I’m home, exhausted.
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