I'm dragging myself out from under a fairly hefty week of emotional (and surgical) mayhem and if my prayers - and all yours too - come to fruition, then maybe there is light at the end of the tunnel.
In the mean time I have been working on a Commission from my friend Elaine, to "fix" her wedding photos. She hired a professional photographer take pictures of her perfect day, only to discover that he delivered 300 jpgs, straight out of the camera, no adjustments, no fixins and poor doll, she was horribly upset! Arrive da Lost Aussie to the rescue and we have, so far, some 100 pics all delightfully glamour glowed and a lot more "Wedding-Y" and suitable for album printing.
And shhhhsh, don't tell Elaine, but I will have some of the best pics printed up into a Wedding Book just for her and Ash' !
While I was photoshopping away I decided to attack a few of my own images and lighted upon these two snaps that I grabbed in New York a month or so ago..... I loved the guy with the big Bass. It was such a serendipitous moment and I don't know...musical instruments are always so wonderful to take pictures of - don't you think?