Pleasance Reading Night – Review

So this is what I’ve been up to lately. Leading the literary life and of course taking pictures. x

Edinburgh Creative Writing

This week marks another achievement for the Creative Writing MSc. students – notably our second Reading Night. Following ‘the Business’, an event about writing and publishing organised by Jenny Fagan, was our Live Reading Night. The Cabaret Bar at the Pleasance filled with writers and poets ready to share their 3 minute poems and stories with the audience. An excellent variety of topics and fresh new voices made the event a great way to experience storytelling and poetry.

50 []Lara and Lauren with our 50 [] publicationThe Reading Night wouldn’t be complete without copies of our very own ’50 []’ Anthology and our entertaining duo Jacques Tsiantar & Ricky Brown who once again resumed their hosting duties.

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We also managed to get on TV when STV Edinburgh held a broadcast from our Reading Night Event at the Fountainbridge Show.

Special thanks to our Event Organisers Ricky Brown & Beth Cochrane for…

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Purple Rain

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Winter Girls – Portrait Photography in the Snow

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I came back home for winter holidays and my lovely cousins came to visit. A couple of days after christmas it began to snow so of course we had to use this opportunity and take a few winter portraits messing around in the snow. We didn’t plan anything in advance & didn’t have much time, so while I see room for improvement I’m quite happy with the way these pictures turned out despite (or because?) the spontaneity. What do you think? Do you have a favourite?
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Merry Christmas 2014

Merry Christmas everybody! This picture is from my recent trip to Berlin where they take Christmas and Christmas markets very seriously. Anyway whether you’re celebrating at this time or some other time, I wish you all magical and peaceful holidays. Fröhliche Weihnachten. Veselé Vianoce. Joyeux Noel. Buon Natale. С Рождеством !!!

Merry Christmas

Paris Fashion Week or I have no idea what I’m doing

So I went to Paris Fashion Week. Or since I live in Paris, the fashion week came to me. Except that’s not entirely true. The fashion week was mainly concentrated in little pockets of fashion where everything was allowed – or so it seemed, until you stepped out of the bubble and then people would make “funny” comments about trendsetters (people with wacky clothes) instead of photographing them.

I was free on Sunday so I looked at the show timetable thinking of skulking around before the shows and taking some street pics. I’ve had some experience with fashion shows and I’ve had press access for Bratislava Fashion Weekend (event which sadly died after a single year) but that didn’t really prepare me for a “proper” fashion week. I took a metro to the Grand Palais and for the first couple of minutes of walking around I was wondering what the hell I’m doing here. There were a few people waiting, most of them photographers and a few guests. Not much else seemed to be happening.

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I amused myself by taking pictures of some fashionably dressed folk and other photographers, surprisingly a lot of them looked pretty stylish (even I tried). About half an hour after I arrived it started. More people began to arrive and everyone would just start running after them to take a picture. Often you’d have a group of 10 people photographing a single fashion victim. Everyone ran back and forth trying to spot the famous/best-dressed/good-looking person and of course once someone started taking a picture of a model/whomever everyone nearby would join. At first I found it crazy, but I soon became absorbed in this game. Although just there and then – playing paparazzi before a fashion week show, I realised how little I actually know about the world of fashion. Photographers would chant someone’s name and I would look around trying to spot the famous person. Or I’d hear a group of girls squealing only to realise too late that Anna Wintour strode past. Ah well. I did take a few pictures of famous people, although I have no idea who they are. They did look good. This blog probably destroys any seeming street fashion cred I may have had, but to hell with that.

Here are some pictures! I won’t fit all the amazing and good-looking and the plain weird looking people just into one blog so there’ll be another part soon.

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Paris Blue

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My first week in Paris was kind of blue. I spent a lot of time walking in the rain, trying to find a place with inexpensive coffee to hide in and write. The city with its cold white skies seemed unapproachable, almost hostile, it is only in at dusk, during the blue hour when it started to come alive and I began taking pictures.

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Briefly in Brussels, some photos & memories

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Brussels was my favourite town which is why I was looking forwards to going there again. But from the moment I got of at the train station, alone and confused it was different, it was cold, rainy and I took the metro in the opposite direction. Once in town I forgot how much of Brussels I actually remembered and walking around the city felt effortless but strange as half-forgotten memories hit me as I walked past a familiar looking street, square or shop.

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Thankfully I didn’t feel lonely for too long as I made a new friend with whom I went out for some beer & waffles which yet again improved my opinion on Brussels & travel. Though for a better experience I recommend visiting during summer.

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