<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038</id><updated>2011-12-24T21:55:51.353-06:00</updated><category term='Jacey W'/><category term='Inconsiderate'/><category term='Alyssa'/><category term='Michelle'/><category term='Ducklings'/><category term='Cleo'/><category term='Michelle M'/><category term='Cancer'/><category term='Natalie S'/><category term='device'/><category term='Chad'/><category term='Legion Hall'/><category term='Memorial'/><category term='Dragline'/><category term='Kelsey G'/><category term='Renovations'/><category term='Green Shift'/><category term='Rick'/><category term='Brittany K'/><category term='Camp 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Gardens'/><category term='Kenny Rogers'/><category term='Vern'/><category term='Islands'/><category term='Students'/><category term='Kristin V'/><category term='Cindy'/><category term='SRC'/><category term='Katie'/><category term='Jade'/><category term='Riel Rebellion'/><category term='Glamour'/><category term='General'/><category term='Top Five'/><category term='insane'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Audie'/><category term='Sparkplug'/><category term='Planning'/><category term='Cockroach'/><category term='Megan W'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Kristen S'/><category term='Smoking'/><category term='Bessborough Hotel'/><category term='Confidence'/><category term='Angel M'/><category term='Black and White'/><category term='Teri'/><category term='Step-Dad'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='A Clockwork Orange'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='Bridal Portrait'/><category term='Inspection'/><category term='Lunar Eclipse'/><category term='Ashley'/><category term='Gillian'/><category term='Annon'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Pizza'/><category term='Holy Land'/><category term='Family Camping Trip'/><category term='Morgan'/><category term='Boom'/><category term='Amber'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='Lindsay'/><category term='Rod/Cone Dystrophy'/><category term='Fox'/><category term='Bride'/><category term='Canada Remembers Airshow'/><category term='Rent'/><category term='Olivia'/><category term='Retirement'/><category term='CPR'/><category term='Matrix'/><category term='Alesha'/><category term='Aideen'/><category term='Heros'/><category term='shimmering'/><category term='Kristina'/><category term='Bomber'/><category term='Daughter'/><category term='Sun'/><category term='mud'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='Courtney'/><category term='Kermit'/><category term='Concept'/><category term='Trimester'/><category term='Marilyn Munroe'/><category term='Katie Holmes'/><category term='Krista'/><category term='Catherine'/><category term='crows'/><category term='Kerry-Ann Kutz'/><category term='Ashley L'/><category term='Malary'/><category term='Leap Year'/><category term='Rehearsal'/><category term='Fools'/><category term='Gangs'/><category term='Shaylyn'/><category term='Bullies'/><category term='Ken Johnson'/><title type='text'>The Vision Grows Dim - The Image Lives On</title><subtitle type='html'>Based in Saskatoon this photo-journalist/forensic (military) photographer has settled back to the basics... Re-opening my studio several years ago we have taken a minimalist approach with unique results. Working on Portfolio Development, Fashion and Glamour as well as Artistic and Research projects has been fascinating to say the least.

Some commercial as well as art work is available for aspiring male and female models. Any questions... just ask.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>858</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4584478679831129588</id><published>2010-11-06T21:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:20:43.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To my readers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have begun a new blog and it is located at the link attached... I may move this old blog and integrate it into the new one or simply move on with the new... This will be the last entry made on this blogger site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you and cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just click on the title of this entry for the new blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4584478679831129588?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://visionsofshadows.blogspot.com/' title='To my readers...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4584478679831129588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4584478679831129588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4584478679831129588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4584478679831129588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-my-readers.html' title='To my readers...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7663957260452859337</id><published>2010-08-07T11:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T11:40:52.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a bit busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates coming soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7663957260452859337?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7663957260452859337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7663957260452859337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7663957260452859337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7663957260452859337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-bit-busy.html' title='Been a bit busy...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-835988742653344835</id><published>2010-05-20T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T21:18:22.951-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>Blessed from above...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S_dM1KubZxI/AAAAAAAADEA/15R-w9uBonE/s1600/saIMGP3577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473928348387993362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S_dM1KubZxI/AAAAAAAADEA/15R-w9uBonE/s400/saIMGP3577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The wedding was very small and quite dignified. The bride was beautiful and when she was spotted by her groom you could see the tears in his eyes. Here is a man who was beaming and his bride was glowing. The weather was in flux and it was supposed to rain. The clouds were threatening and the heat was incredible. Dressed in black the men as well as the two photographers (Mishelle and I) were feeling the heat. There were a handful of guests in attendance and I think this union was blessed before it even began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Bride’s parents were not sure if they could make it but did, the Maid of Honour made it from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Toronto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; as did an army buddy of the groom. They wanted it very small and this it was. Although a group touring through the garden did stop and watch as the ceremony took place. Nothing wrong with 30 – 40 extra guests dropping by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The clouds grew thick and dark as we were taking the photographs after the ceremony but there was always a beam of sunlight on the happy couple. It did rain but it was gentle, warm and inviting… it could not have been more perfect a rain. With big and warm raindrops, a slight breeze it was as if God was weeping tears of joy as two of his children found love and sealed it with a kiss.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-835988742653344835?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/835988742653344835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=835988742653344835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/835988742653344835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/835988742653344835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/05/blessed-from-above.html' title='Blessed from above...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S_dM1KubZxI/AAAAAAAADEA/15R-w9uBonE/s72-c/saIMGP3577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2904330464425800824</id><published>2010-05-17T20:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T21:04:19.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><title type='text'>The Image Lives On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I stare at the sheet music and wonder why this piece I am learning is creating difficulty. Mind you it is written by Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber and is a spectacular composition. While I have been working on the right hand notes I have been discovering the multi-track recording capability of my keyboard (the one that Brigitte gave to me for my birthday) and found out that I can plug my laptop into it through a clever little thing called a USB port. Not only that, but my old Casio is also capable of hooking into everything as well. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S_dI-M7rgrI/AAAAAAAADD4/liFVhpxNeUI/s1600/saIMGP2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473924105552757426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S_dI-M7rgrI/AAAAAAAADD4/liFVhpxNeUI/s400/saIMGP2126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One step at a time, one note at a time I think I will be able to master this piece or at least most of it before her wedding. I am going for the full pipe organ sound with other background music that will or should enhance the bit I do and cover the mistakes I may make. Anyway, with-in the privacy of my headphones I am slowly learning the vision of a master.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are many times I find myself deep in thought about a few things. Through music and images I can sometimes take this thought and get it organized. There are times when I do get this far away glazed over look (same kind a cop gets when he smells fresh donuts) and Brigitte begins to worry. Not in a bad way mind you but my mind tends to get carried away with the development of a single image. This image should be able to stir someone’s thoughts, provoke emotion or at least create a smile in one who views it. I have captured some of these images through the years and it has not been easy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have travelled several thousand kilometres so I have the right rock and the right horizon, taking thousands of photographs in all the seasons to find the one image. When I do find that one image I tend to share it with everyone. The project “Shadows and Light” has brought a number of these images to light and while there are a huge number I cannot share with you there is a few that I can. Rest assured I will continue to work as long as I can but even now have noticed difficulty in low light settings. I now have to be extra careful with focusing while shooting in a dimly lit studio. I had one “Shadows” sitting that most of the images were out of focus. I have relied on my eyes up till now as they along with my hand is quicker than the automatic setting but I may resign myself to the fact that I will have to use auto-focus for low light work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The time may come when my work will stop, the time will come when the vision no longer supports my work but I will smile and know that the “Image Lives On”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2904330464425800824?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2904330464425800824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2904330464425800824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2904330464425800824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2904330464425800824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/05/image-lives-on.html' title='The Image Lives On...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S_dI-M7rgrI/AAAAAAAADD4/liFVhpxNeUI/s72-c/saIMGP2126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-892355662240007904</id><published>2010-04-29T17:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:50:33.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Little Girl Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S9oo8BmfgPI/AAAAAAAADDw/n30mJ3VP1X8/s1600/Kaushik+Chatterjee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465726109454663922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S9oo8BmfgPI/AAAAAAAADDw/n30mJ3VP1X8/s400/Kaushik+Chatterjee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A little over two decades ago a new life began. A tiny little girl began her existence on earth with an entire lifetime ahead of her. She was put on this earth through her parents by God to do two things… to love and to be loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As she grew she learned, her father was mesmerized by her dark brown eyes and as with all of his children would do anything to make sure his child learned as she grew, was healthy, happy and would weep when any of them were in pain. This was his youngest child and would be his last miracle. While he taught her many things the one thing he was certain to talk about was Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He would also share with her some of the other fascinating things about how other people worshipped within their own religion. While he was not a religious man he was and still is spiritual. He believes a church is not necessary to be spiritual but a belief and faith in God or some supreme being is. His teachings have had an effect on all of his children and each has their own true beliefs about God and Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As this little girl developed into a young woman it was apparent that her beliefs were strong and very personal. Her life did not revolve around God but she respected the entity and used that respect in the way she dealt with other people and how she approached things that would come up. Her friends were many and each had a special place and while it was painful for her father to let her go there was a time when it was evident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She bore a son who was a miracle in his own way. Deep brown eyes like his mother and was loved by everyone. His father was an interesting fellow who would soon realize a life long commitment to his son. With his support and that of the now grown little girl the new baby was baptized in a Christian church. The boy’s grandfather was proud and knew that part of his life’s task was to teach his grandson about God and how the Supreme Being had an effect on his own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465725871098791586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S9oouJqBhqI/AAAAAAAADDo/lCY7OIVNCXU/s400/2007+Richard+Dupuis.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The time approaches as this baby boy with the deep brown eyes grows and his Mother and Father decide that it was time they unite in marriage. To the girl’s father a marriage is a union of two people who love each other and are prepared to work together for a common goal. In this case the goal is to raise a little boy to be a happy and healthy adult. To be a man who is free to learn and make his own choices about religion and about God. While the father of this boy may not be religious I strongly believe he does have a spiritual side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This spiritual side is what guides him and helps him decide between right and wrong. It helps him in his daily work by encouraging him to learn and to advance his career or job choices. This spiritual side helps him through long shifts and gives him the patience to work with less desirable people or to teach others how to be more efficient. It teaches him and guides him through life’s challenges and tasks. The spiritual side is there when he enjoys fishing and catching fish to feed himself and his family. Sharing his catch with others as Jesus shared and fed his people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The little girl now grown has made several choices and has worked hard to be happy, her father has watched as his daughter has worked so very hard for what she believes in and feels that she has sacrificed enough. It is time for her betrothed to work with her in the final moments leading up to the big day. Her father feels that each can set their own vows, write their own beliefs and while one may want to mention God and Jesus the other need not do so to make the union complete. Rest assured that a prayer will be said at the celebration supper and that God and Jesus will be a huge part of the day even if just through the hearts and love of family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;May God be with you little girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;may the hand of Jesus guide you through your life and be there at your side as you grow and as your family, your friends and your church continue to support you and your family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shalom&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-892355662240007904?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/892355662240007904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=892355662240007904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/892355662240007904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/892355662240007904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-girl-lost.html' title='Little Girl Lost'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S9oo8BmfgPI/AAAAAAAADDw/n30mJ3VP1X8/s72-c/Kaushik+Chatterjee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-300232652907678337</id><published>2010-04-13T19:52:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:09:51.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Van'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><title type='text'>The Time is Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is it time to devote my efforts to my work or attempt to update this blog? Many things have developed in the past months and all have been good. The studio van with the images of Kelsey, Kimberly and Leigh on it has been retired. I am a bit sad to see it go but the cost of repairs was put into a new vehicle and I am quite happy with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brigitte is doing fine and is now sporting this cool 4x4 and loving her work and the kids. The studio is still in the same place and I would love to have something closer to ground floor but I don't have a huge desire to move things either. "Shadows" is progressing along at a comfortable rate with yet new angles being discovered with the various light sources. I do want to be careful to capture what I think I will need in a final piece that will be satisfying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have had to whittle down the roster and am trying to keep it confined to those who have the desire and drive for all the work being done with a few being specialists in their chosen genre. None of this could not have taken place with out the wonderful support of my bride and my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, my Mom has sold her home... some 55 years after Dad built it the time seemed right for Mom to move on. A recent illness made it very difficult to move about and considering this house is a two story it was an effort just to climb the stairs. I give my all to her, a brave woman indeed. While it will be sad to see the house go it is time and like the van will be but a memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some images from Studio 5…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459808218326395202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S8UipbMaaUI/AAAAAAAADDQ/En-tcSycjNI/s400/saIMGP9225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459807926128172290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S8UiYaq7XQI/AAAAAAAADDI/ow0nDGducew/s400/saIMGP8216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459807723874563458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S8UiMpN6NYI/AAAAAAAADDA/f-48EtjDDvI/s400/saIMGP8096.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459807344610364594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S8Uh2kWRzLI/AAAAAAAADC4/bAqnMojbNoE/s400/saIMGP0128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-300232652907678337?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/300232652907678337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=300232652907678337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/300232652907678337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/300232652907678337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-is-now.html' title='The Time is Now?'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S8UipbMaaUI/AAAAAAAADDQ/En-tcSycjNI/s72-c/saIMGP9225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5644279236319690797</id><published>2010-01-16T22:38:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:54:31.001-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr.G.'/><title type='text'>HEY VERN...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S1KWV0MCioI/AAAAAAAADCw/gwt3znuBT6o/s1600-h/jim+varney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427565802465430146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S1KWV0MCioI/AAAAAAAADCw/gwt3znuBT6o/s400/jim+varney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is a good friend of mine out there who actually answers to the name of Vern. A patient man who is always full of life. Thoughtful and willing to help if one needed it. Active in the life of his family and who knows someone from most parts of the globe. I met him several years ago and was taken at the interest he had in his two girls and noticed that the whole family while they worked hard always had a smile and a cheerful hello. This has rubbed off on their children and I am sure has rubbed off to others as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With a bit of a gruff exterior I have seen his eyes beem in pride when he talks of his family, when he sees his youngest do her thing on the wing of an aircraft, when he speaks of her his pride shows and yet his cheeks redden when she snaps a wisecrack back at him. Vern... she learned from you and this fine young woman... I should say these two fine young women will be as loving and as caring as you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vern... I have new entries to add to this slightly dusty blog adventure and they will be coming over the next day or two. This has proven to be an awkwardly busy month and finding the time for Brigitte has been hard enough. Only through her love can I keep on going, and only with the support of wonderful friends like you will I keep on going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend, I thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"With thanks and respect to Mr. James Varney &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who passed away February 10, 2000"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5644279236319690797?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5644279236319690797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5644279236319690797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5644279236319690797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5644279236319690797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-vern.html' title='HEY VERN...!!!'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S1KWV0MCioI/AAAAAAAADCw/gwt3znuBT6o/s72-c/jim+varney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4150870651212617128</id><published>2010-01-09T22:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:32:49.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><title type='text'>As a note...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No one worked as hard as my bride Brigitte in making sure everything went well and our guests were well fed and welcomed through the cold Christmas season...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am simply amazed at her ability and glee with my kids and well... our grandkids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you Brigitte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4150870651212617128?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4150870651212617128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4150870651212617128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4150870651212617128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4150870651212617128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-note.html' title='As a note...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3579126370139028922</id><published>2010-01-09T21:57:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:18:33.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minna S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Those who walk for us all'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><title type='text'>A Review - December 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lUqMyF55I/AAAAAAAADCo/ZcFIeg5jrrw/s1600-h/saIMGP2178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424960310107039634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lUqMyF55I/AAAAAAAADCo/ZcFIeg5jrrw/s400/saIMGP2178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The kitchen is done and the painting and other work is nearly complete as we move into the month &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lSZi_E5jI/AAAAAAAADCI/espUheQCE6g/s1600-h/saIMGP2152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957824986048050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lSZi_E5jI/AAAAAAAADCI/espUheQCE6g/s400/saIMGP2152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of festive celebrations. I extended my studio work this year into December as I needed to get somewhat caught up after injuring my foot in October. The main theme of the work being done was Christmas and while I wanted to be able to accommodate everyone’s desire for studio time I was firm in shutting down for Christmas on the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. This I managed to do with a lot of understanding from everyone concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;First in was Kymberli. Here is a girl who is going to school to improve her grade standing, works part time at a local health club and at the studio and still finds the time to dedicate to the studio work. As a model her ability in the studio has improved 100 times and as a young woman her view on herself has also seen an overwhelming turn for the better. As long as she wants she will have a place in Studio 5 and in the hearts of those who have met her and have had the rare opportunity to work with her.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lR9myXlRI/AAAAAAAADBw/ieo9jjOZ-MM/s1600-h/sdaIMGP2085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957344970151186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lR9myXlRI/AAAAAAAADBw/ieo9jjOZ-MM/s400/sdaIMGP2085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Michelle has returned and did a three part sitting this month. One set for herself as she was looking for some special Christmas photos to hang onto as well as give to her boyfriend. The second part was with her man as a couple and they both seemed very happy together. While he was a bit apprehensive at first it didn’t take him long to loosen up and enjoy his time in the spotlight. While Michelle was in the studio we touched on some of the work she had started and we caught up on things as well. I enjoyed this shoot very much and was glad to have the time with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424959614992825826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lUBvR8veI/AAAAAAAADCg/qAuZVF1Gi-Q/s400/saIMGP2788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;16 years ago Minna and her family left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bosnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; at about the same time the troops from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; arrived. Making their new home here this young lady overcame language and social barriers to begin her journey at becoming a Canadian. Highschool dances and other events were now part of her life and while she is still reserved in her personality she came alive in the studio. This was her first sitting here and I can see where the talents lay and where some work is needed. All in all the sitting was very successful and more will be seen and heard of this very unique European woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424958340163320786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lS3iK6O9I/AAAAAAAADCQ/Oo3XW7zOpzk/s400/saIMGP2315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This was a very busy Christmas for us this year as it was Brigitte’s turn to host the family get together for her side of the family. Everyone came including a niece and nephew that she was not expecting and was joyful when she saw them there. It is a bit complicated but needless to say everyone ate well and had a wonderful time. A lot of food was prepared and enjoyed and the company was wonderful. Christmas day had us traveling to my sister’s home were we would have a quiet supper with her family and my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Boxing Day was another day of preparations. Another turkey was stuffed, a ham placed in the oven as it was my family’s turn to some to the house. Everyone showed up and it was noisy. My brother and his wife were in from Victoria, my son and his family from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;North Battleford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and my other three kids along with all the grandkids, grandma, my niece from Abbotsford and just everyone. Only one that was missing really was my nephew Dennis who had other plans or perhaps was called into work. Not sure but it really doesn’t matter as everyone was happy and it was wonderful to visit with them all. Albeit I would have liked more time to visit with some of the family but I was following the directions of the Admiral and doing what I could to ensure a wonderful time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dec 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Time I now have to relax and rest from the past weeks of preparations and celebrations of the Christmas season while remembering those who are no longer with us or who cannot be with their families out of a sense of duty to their community, city, and their country here and abroad. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3579126370139028922?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3579126370139028922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3579126370139028922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3579126370139028922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3579126370139028922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-december-2009.html' title='A Review - December 2009'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lUqMyF55I/AAAAAAAADCo/ZcFIeg5jrrw/s72-c/saIMGP2178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4840789751652990063</id><published>2010-01-09T20:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:01:02.738-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kendra P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembrance Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Those who walk for us all'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natasha W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsey L'/><title type='text'>A Review - November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lCVdpgPhI/AAAAAAAADAw/TdDOIWeB4SQ/s1600-h/sabIMGP1199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424940162647866898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lCVdpgPhI/AAAAAAAADAw/TdDOIWeB4SQ/s400/sabIMGP1199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;An interesting month as well as a tad busy… It started with taking possession of the new house on Nov 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. That night I ripped out the 1970’s carpet that was still in the master bedroom. My son (now a new Dad on Nov 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; with the birth of McKenzie) Reg came to help me… remember I still have a foot that is somewhat busted. Anyway, the carpet is out and we further our plans for the work we need to do. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424939707791391138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lB6_LROaI/AAAAAAAADAo/fjhZ2XXMa-E/s400/saIMGP0889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;November 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; after the Remembrance Day thing we do at the “Field of Honour” at Woodlawn we went for our usual lunch. Most of the kids were there and so was Mom and my sister Sue. Dad is buried in the place of honour and we have made it a yearly thing to visit the memorial and place a wreath while music plays in the background. We share this moment with everyone and each person in the cemetery that day stood while the “Last Post” was played which was followed by Two Minutes of Silence in honour of those “Who Walked for us All”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424939618226784258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lB1xhZyAI/AAAAAAAADAg/-CHP-NiKaL8/s400/saIMGP0971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The retreat sounded on cue and soon people began to mill about once again visiting family and those around the grounds. It was a very solemn but needed event for us. We did need to get moving on to lunch as our new home was having an energy assessment done so we could make use of the various grants. The next day a crew was over ripping out our old furnace and water heater and installing a new high efficiency unit. New kitchen was to arrive soon and Brigitte along with a band of volunteers set out to get rid of the circus colours on the walls and bring the house and its décor up to date.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424939558218674706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lByR-WshI/AAAAAAAADAY/Uu24T9gQ5No/s400/saIMGP1634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day by day the house took shape and we were soon moving into it. Along with the work being done upstairs I was downstairs ripping out a wall to make the stairs exit into a friendly scene instead of the laundry and furnace room. I managed to get things done right and Mike Holmes would not be entirely upset with me. I did not cut corners but I am certain he would find something not quite up to his standards.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424939474011703842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lBtYR2SiI/AAAAAAAADAQ/pMunRjpMjMI/s400/sdaIMGP1347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With minimal work being done in the studio as it was difficult to climb the stairs I will once again post images as a bit of a review. Once I am caught up on this insane blog the entries should be more regular, stable and personal…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4840789751652990063?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4840789751652990063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4840789751652990063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4840789751652990063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4840789751652990063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-november.html' title='A Review - November'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0lCVdpgPhI/AAAAAAAADAw/TdDOIWeB4SQ/s72-c/sabIMGP1199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2709563664366907637</id><published>2010-01-09T20:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:35:28.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kendra P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><title type='text'>A Review - October</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8xF0zeyI/AAAAAAAAC_8/eQ3q74lSq6w/s1600-h/sabIMGP0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424934040219384610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8xF0zeyI/AAAAAAAAC_8/eQ3q74lSq6w/s400/sabIMGP0423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;October presented itself as an interesting month. Brigitte had been offered a permanent position in the city so this put us in a more secure position to seriously consider buying a house. Reagan is our real estate agent who has been very patient with us while we viewed house after house. Well… this month we found one and put in an offer. On the ninth I went to the house as it was having an inspection done to see if there were any problems we should be aware of. You know… a mechanic looking over a car before you buy…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424933923030127122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8qRQtUhI/AAAAAAAAC_0/NpqTr2W2ahQ/s400/saIMGP0504.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway it had snowed the night before and when I came out of the house I found a tiny patch of ice under the snow as I approached my van and took a rather nasty fall. My left foot went out from under me and I watched as I (seemed to be slow motion) slowly fell and my left foot (now askew) and leg slid under the van. That is when I felt it pop. Reagan helped me up and I could move but went to the emergency to have it looked at. Anyway I left the ER with a broken foot and now a schedule that would be delayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424933791682897010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8in9FpHI/AAAAAAAAC_s/Szvr3vEYufk/s400/saIMGP0535.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Be that as it may we went ahead with the deal on the house and I managed to make it to the studio for the one shoot I had scheduled some time ago and wanted to be sure was done. Kymberli has always been good at being there early and doing her absolute best to improve her skills in the studio and this was a large shoot with Kendra (MUA/Stylist) attending as well for different looks. So with the few days before my foot and whatever I could salvage I will simply review the month in photos…&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424933630978079426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8ZRSEusI/AAAAAAAAC_k/sdTHcr0KX3U/s400/saIMGP0667.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424933515531641586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8SjNf4vI/AAAAAAAAC_c/PcvwRmih_PA/s400/saIMGP0672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424933313428501506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8GyUWtAI/AAAAAAAAC_U/qhSJPneU97M/s400/saIMGP9956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424933170332105666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k7-dPg-8I/AAAAAAAAC_M/x6w1uoDCMKk/s400/saIMGP9964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2709563664366907637?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2709563664366907637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2709563664366907637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2709563664366907637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2709563664366907637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-october.html' title='A Review - October'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/S0k8xF0zeyI/AAAAAAAAC_8/eQ3q74lSq6w/s72-c/sabIMGP0423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7998561704814176642</id><published>2009-12-27T22:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:35:40.873-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human Canvas'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 6E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szg1TqnqVmI/AAAAAAAAC-8/BWRzVKoXiIU/s1600-h/saIMGP9192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420140763514820194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szg1TqnqVmI/AAAAAAAAC-8/BWRzVKoXiIU/s400/saIMGP9192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Her description of the idea to me came across well and the idea behind it was to use her own paintings to hide an otherwise nude form behind it. She used her own art work to cover her body in a way that was both appealing and had value to it as an artistic form. The concept was good and the final images met with her happy approval. I was happy to be part of this idea and also happy she loved the results. It is nice when two people can collaborate on a project with success. Equally so a collaboration like this would also provide two minds working on a single idea and learning from the experience should it not work out the way it was imagined.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szg1dv10q0I/AAAAAAAAC_E/fa1pyPw6Vrg/s1600-h/saIMGP9018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 262px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420140936715086658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szg1dv10q0I/AAAAAAAAC_E/fa1pyPw6Vrg/s400/saIMGP9018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some people consider the individual bodies as pieces of art. Either through tattoos or with their own individual physique. Ashley is one who has a bit of both. Her well defined form presents new opportunities in the studio with some of the project work and her few tattoos when captures add to the form. While I am not sure any more ink will be done that has no bearing on the work at hand. Ashley will be back in the studio in the New Year where more exploration of her form will be done in “Shadows and Light” as well as other sports related work. Bikinis in the snow comes to mind as that seems to be a very popular yearly sitting with Studio 5. Always well attended and a lot of fun…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7998561704814176642?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7998561704814176642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7998561704814176642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7998561704814176642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7998561704814176642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-6e.html' title='A Review - Part 6E'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szg1TqnqVmI/AAAAAAAAC-8/BWRzVKoXiIU/s72-c/saIMGP9192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5390406635777284927</id><published>2009-12-27T21:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:01:56.067-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 6D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgsY1mZdBI/AAAAAAAAC-c/PCKVELqy7aI/s1600-h/saIMGP7634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420130956757005330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgsY1mZdBI/AAAAAAAAC-c/PCKVELqy7aI/s400/saIMGP7634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Experience comes in many forms… Jamie has a top spot at Studio 5 with her love for the studio and being in front of the camera. Her desire to be a model is driving her to improve with each sitting and try new things. While she has restricted herself in the styles of work she does this has not inhibited her ability to improve and bring her work to a new and exciting level each time she is in the studio. I am also honoured by her request that I be her wedding photographer in 2011 when she and her fiancé are to be wed. I am certain that there will be a bit of the model in Jamie that will show up then as well.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgsSX6dInI/AAAAAAAAC-U/RD_WPa19NLk/s1600-h/saIMGP9362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420130845708853874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgsSX6dInI/AAAAAAAAC-U/RD_WPa19NLk/s400/saIMGP9362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Leigh brings an attitude to the studio which was once irritating but has now been realized as her way of striving for perfection. I have worked with her under some trying circumstances and in unusual conditions and not one shoot has failed. Each one has a new life to it and her work. The ability is only surpassed at the next shoot with some new angle or pose. I will be a pleasure to work with her over then next few years or so and bring her portfolio to the level she desires. She is a hobby model and enjoys her time in the studio. I will also be shooting her wedding when it comes up sometime in 2011 as well. Boy, booked well into 2011 with weddings…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5390406635777284927?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5390406635777284927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5390406635777284927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5390406635777284927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5390406635777284927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-6d.html' title='A Review - Part 6D'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgsY1mZdBI/AAAAAAAAC-c/PCKVELqy7aI/s72-c/saIMGP7634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8724416197613199340</id><published>2009-12-27T21:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:01:29.159-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><title type='text'>A Review  - Part 6C</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgtgoAOTBI/AAAAAAAAC-k/kg7S2WhHXxM/s1600-h/saIMGP7675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420132190057810962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgtgoAOTBI/AAAAAAAAC-k/kg7S2WhHXxM/s400/saIMGP7675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some new outfits came in over the past few weeks and a lot of the models wanted to work with them. Not everyone will get the chance but those who show the dedication will get first shot at anything that comes in. Kristen is one such person who still needs some coaching with facial expressions and being able to work outside without sunglasses. I will be setting her up for some shoots with a couple of the more experienced people who will help her along. A lot of practicing can be done at home. I have mentioned to some to use their camera or cell phones to shoot themselves as they practice. They also know that when they are ready or want to try some of the things they have practiced at home it is fairly easy to book studio time. At the moment there is a wait of about a month and that will vary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgpmAdtXEI/AAAAAAAAC90/pchCVfS4u9Q/s1600-h/saIMGP8265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420127884476767298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgpmAdtXEI/AAAAAAAAC90/pchCVfS4u9Q/s400/saIMGP8265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One who is always a hoot to work with is Tasha. She brings a different style and attitude to the studio which seems to come across in her work. She has subtle expressions which will come across as innocent to impish with the slight change in the position of her head or a bit of a crooked smile. Tasha has been in the studio for nearly three years now and has worked as a model and has done some makeup work as well. I look forward to her coming in again to finish some of the project work she had started last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8724416197613199340?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8724416197613199340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8724416197613199340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8724416197613199340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8724416197613199340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-6c.html' title='A Review  - Part 6C'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgtgoAOTBI/AAAAAAAAC-k/kg7S2WhHXxM/s72-c/saIMGP7675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3233118300045689721</id><published>2009-12-27T21:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:58:21.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIntage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kendra P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alina'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 6B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgjfTxo58I/AAAAAAAAC9s/N-YVX08bZpc/s1600-h/sabIMGP8844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121172331784130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgjfTxo58I/AAAAAAAAC9s/N-YVX08bZpc/s400/sabIMGP8844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The month was very busy in the studio as well as my own life. Well ones life is as busy as you make it and with two weeks away in August it was time to get things rolling and do my best to get caught up. I worked with several talented people through the month both on studio skills as well as portfolio development. While I can only do so much I have been able to give several people some of the tools they need to go out and seek other opportunities. Some have been successful and others are still working at it.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tremendous strides and hard work has been the key in the development of some of the people I have been working with then there were a couple who simply sloughed off their commitment and will not be returning to the studio at all. I will spend my time with those who want to practice and excel in the studio. While they still know that their chances are slim it would be non existent if they did not try.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We had a great opportunity to work with Alina who has been working as a model in the international arena. She liked the work we are doing and wanted to do some sets with us. So one of our MUA’s &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgjX4TKveI/AAAAAAAAC9k/d14kDGiPvho/s1600-h/saIMGP8600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121044697136610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgjX4TKveI/AAAAAAAAC9k/d14kDGiPvho/s400/saIMGP8600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Kendra) took charge of that duty as well as styling and we set out and did 3 sets of which one was a vintage look. Alina has been back since the sitting and utilized the studio for some photographic work of her own. This is an outstanding young woman and has a place in the studio anytime she asks. She is a pleasure to work with and such a dedicated individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3233118300045689721?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3233118300045689721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3233118300045689721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3233118300045689721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3233118300045689721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-6b.html' title='A Review - Part 6B'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzgjfTxo58I/AAAAAAAAC9s/N-YVX08bZpc/s72-c/sabIMGP8844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7122683967860526107</id><published>2009-12-27T21:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:57:51.108-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 6A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szgi98P1g0I/AAAAAAAAC9c/Xzbf_xZf8gc/s1600-h/IMGP6533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420120599080305474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szgi98P1g0I/AAAAAAAAC9c/Xzbf_xZf8gc/s400/IMGP6533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;September started out with the most elegant “princess” wedding I have ever been a part of. Over a year ago Mishelle had asked if I would photograph her wedding on the long weekend. She has been in the studio as a model as well as a student and I was happy to take care of that for her. The setting was elegant and glamorous and I was in awe when I walked into the venue. The décor was what I have only seen on television before and would be wise to take this time to get whatever readings and test shots in that I could.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 315px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420120426151525602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szgiz4CZvOI/AAAAAAAAC9U/7WJAV3UZNr8/s400/saIMGP7246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With a bridal party of 17 (Bride and Groom included) it would be more of a challenge but you know I was up for it. This was a happy day for this young woman and everything went very well. I sincerely hope (as with any new couple) that their life is full of joy and happiness and they laugh and smile each day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7122683967860526107?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7122683967860526107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7122683967860526107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7122683967860526107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7122683967860526107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-6a.html' title='A Review - Part 6A'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Szgi98P1g0I/AAAAAAAAC9c/Xzbf_xZf8gc/s72-c/IMGP6533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5001702971088644726</id><published>2009-12-25T22:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:22:56.828-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katlyn P'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My last day on the road… I called Brigitte and she sounded horrible. A nasty cold or virus had beset my bride which made me want to get home even more. Now when we spoke I was in Golden, BC and had pretty much said I would be staying there for the night. I refueled the van, bought a snack and a coffee and sat on the bench outside the store for a few minutes. After recalculating my travel time with a pen and paper then confirming it with the GPS I soon left Golden. Now when Brigitte reads this she will find out I carried on through the night and a few hours later I bedded down for some rest at a weigh scale just west of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Calgary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzWPXOsNFgI/AAAAAAAAC9E/1PgSdUgRYF4/s1600-h/saIMGP6150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419395355853526530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzWPXOsNFgI/AAAAAAAAC9E/1PgSdUgRYF4/s400/saIMGP6150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I awoke early enough and started on my way arriving in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Red Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; at about 830 and had some breakfast. I was to meet up with Katlyn and do some field work with her and see this bridge she seemed to like to photograph. I had time to check out a few things in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Red Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and soon was on the road to join Katlyn at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We arrived and she recommended we head to the bridge first. This is an older steel arched bridge that supports one lane of traffic. It towers above the river and it was a treat to work around it and try to capture some of the angles. The sight that I liked the most (bridge pictures later…) was the view along the valley. Steep banks along one side that had been cut through the softer sandstone rock and what appeared to be a calm river flowing through. But the current under the surface was anything but calm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We headed back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and watched as the old steam locomotive brought in the excursion train. Apparently the train had just been robbed back in the hills by six gun toting bandits on horse back. Yes this &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzWPPPlYEkI/AAAAAAAAC88/wmUTUo9VYCA/s1600-h/saIMGP6200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419395218654368322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzWPPPlYEkI/AAAAAAAAC88/wmUTUo9VYCA/s400/saIMGP6200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is a tourist attraction but having seen these kinds of robberies on old western movies I think it would be kind of cool to witness it first hand. I was also treated to the historic value of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; when I was able to walk through the skeletal remains of an old roundhouse. The concrete base to the turntable is still there and so are the service pits and walls but the support beams and roof are long gone. This is definitely worth a trip back to explore further. Thank you Kat for showing me this bit of history.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I felt the need to continue and set the GPS for home. I was soon on Highway 7 headed back toward home and it didn’t seem to take long and I was back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saskatchewan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and soon a few miles from home. I arrived home a good 24 hours early and was a bit happier when I felt the passionate hug of my bride. If it was not for her support this journey would not have happened. She was ill and I needed to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5001702971088644726?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5001702971088644726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5001702971088644726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5001702971088644726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5001702971088644726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-5.html' title='A Review - Part 5'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzWPXOsNFgI/AAAAAAAAC9E/1PgSdUgRYF4/s72-c/saIMGP6150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-1411259100799774866</id><published>2009-12-25T15:27:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:36:17.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Review - Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUvJzke-eI/AAAAAAAAC80/t72PFbEpc6o/s1600-h/saIMGP6130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419289572118821346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUvJzke-eI/AAAAAAAAC80/t72PFbEpc6o/s400/saIMGP6130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was early and I was near the front of the line when it came to boarding the ferry for the journey home. I was looking forward to having coffee with my niece and programmed the GPS to help me find the way. I figured I would follow the path it lead me on and while GPS devices will take you the shortest way it is not always the sensible way… I came to a long line of cars about a mile before my next turn and figured that perhaps it was an accident scene ahead. So I sipped my coffee and had a sandwich as I crept ahead. I soon found out it was not a collision that slowed my progress but it was a line of cars waiting their turn to enter the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUvAr9S86I/AAAAAAAAC8s/Dxtp9_KPIGI/s1600-h/saIMGP5811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419289415456584610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUvAr9S86I/AAAAAAAAC8s/Dxtp9_KPIGI/s400/saIMGP5811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I eventually made my way to the turn and soon headed north again to Abbotsford. I found Karen waiting for me at Tim’s and we had a delightful visit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We soon said goodbye but little did I know our visit would be a bit longer as Karen was soon driving me to an auto parts store to purchase a new tensioner pulley as the one in the van shattered. Here I was in Abbotsford with minimal tools (but had the ones I needed) and bent over the front of the van replacing a broken pulley. It took about 2-3 hours but I was soon on my way. Covered in greasy dirt, but I was on my way again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUu4DD-cKI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Tx3YtvEEQ64/s1600-h/saIMGP6025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419289267039793314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUu4DD-cKI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Tx3YtvEEQ64/s400/saIMGP6025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUuuHHUDsI/AAAAAAAAC8c/VIRuWKWPIrM/s1600-h/saIMGP6039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419289096328842946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUuuHHUDsI/AAAAAAAAC8c/VIRuWKWPIrM/s400/saIMGP6039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUubFYZrWI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Qza498xRbhA/s1600-h/saIMGP6135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419288769446128994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUubFYZrWI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Qza498xRbhA/s400/saIMGP6135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-1411259100799774866?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1411259100799774866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=1411259100799774866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1411259100799774866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1411259100799774866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-4.html' title='A Review - Part 4'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUvJzke-eI/AAAAAAAAC80/t72PFbEpc6o/s72-c/saIMGP6130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3708454096599685539</id><published>2009-12-25T15:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:35:52.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Review - Part 3B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUtogUHU_I/AAAAAAAAC8E/e8e0R-fcvaM/s1600-h/saIMGP5125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419287900502578162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUtogUHU_I/AAAAAAAAC8E/e8e0R-fcvaM/s400/saIMGP5125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I waited till the hour of 1200 noon for this photograph. Taken overlooking the Nanaimo Harbour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3708454096599685539?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3708454096599685539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3708454096599685539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3708454096599685539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3708454096599685539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-3b.html' title='A Review - Part 3B'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUtogUHU_I/AAAAAAAAC8E/e8e0R-fcvaM/s72-c/saIMGP5125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-1794895177483174687</id><published>2009-12-25T15:21:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:35:37.311-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krysta K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phil'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 3A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUtMakDC3I/AAAAAAAAC78/dL4qsHPjVw8/s1600-h/saIMGP5028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419287417922456434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUtMakDC3I/AAAAAAAAC78/dL4qsHPjVw8/s400/saIMGP5028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Totally random image of yours truly as captured by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Krysta Knott when she comandeered my camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-1794895177483174687?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1794895177483174687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=1794895177483174687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1794895177483174687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1794895177483174687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-3a.html' title='A Review - Part 3A'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUtMakDC3I/AAAAAAAAC78/dL4qsHPjVw8/s72-c/saIMGP5028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6714828087239437858</id><published>2009-12-25T15:14:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:37:12.964-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rhea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaghan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krysta K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taryn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristina M'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsgLyAc1I/AAAAAAAAC70/o7T3W2zIefw/s1600-h/saIMGP4832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286658040230738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsgLyAc1I/AAAAAAAAC70/o7T3W2zIefw/s400/saIMGP4832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jon Sparks puts it as “God’s Country” but I do beg to differ… the Prairies is truly “God’s Country” as you can see it without obstruction and yet it still has hidden treasures everywhere… Needless to say but with the ocean, trees and amazing landscapes I was very happy to be here. My brother Jim and his wife Nancy were gracious hosts and I even shared my bed with Mac ‘n Tosh their two cats (or the boyz as has been noted). While this was a solo trip I felt the need to do I talked to Brigitte every night and we sent text messages throughout the day. I missed her presence but could feel her love.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsZBFe6HI/AAAAAAAAC7s/39-TtAvhooA/s1600-h/saIMGP4911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286534910044274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsZBFe6HI/AAAAAAAAC7s/39-TtAvhooA/s400/saIMGP4911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could not come to this place of beauty without plans to work with Rhea and Krysta. These are two excited young women who were conjoined at birth and I had the pleasure to meet last year when I was on the coast. While the plans were loosly put together (too many unknowns) I knew that the end result would be wonderful. Even the adventure of working on a patch of beach to later find the tide had slowly come in. This forced is to walk through waist deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pacific Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; to get back to dry land. The water was actually warm and we only had to detour around one jelly fish. I also met up with several others (Kristina, Sarah, Meaghan, and Taryn) and found my visit with each to be wonderful and the results of the work to be awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsPG04fOI/AAAAAAAAC7k/yUwT7q8THBs/s1600-h/saIMGP5118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286364652338402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsPG04fOI/AAAAAAAAC7k/yUwT7q8THBs/s400/saIMGP5118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsEoCtJpI/AAAAAAAAC7c/O05Oh29AGjw/s1600-h/saIMGP5591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286184590124690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsEoCtJpI/AAAAAAAAC7c/O05Oh29AGjw/s400/saIMGP5591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUrfyEApbI/AAAAAAAAC7E/guocHLX6HYI/s1600-h/saIMGP5805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419285551624791474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUrfyEApbI/AAAAAAAAC7E/guocHLX6HYI/s400/saIMGP5805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUrw1Vi9JI/AAAAAAAAC7U/nZa-qpwFHjA/s1600-h/saIMGP5591.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUrn1NnnrI/AAAAAAAAC7M/tI6WGccl1WA/s1600-h/saIMGP5653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419285689909354162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUrn1NnnrI/AAAAAAAAC7M/tI6WGccl1WA/s400/saIMGP5653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6714828087239437858?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6714828087239437858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6714828087239437858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6714828087239437858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6714828087239437858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-3.html' title='A Review - Part 3'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUsgLyAc1I/AAAAAAAAC70/o7T3W2zIefw/s72-c/saIMGP4832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5119584878028713192</id><published>2009-12-25T15:00:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:35:02.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Review - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419281945904678274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUoN5tWBYI/AAAAAAAAC58/gEHFDs073mg/s400/saIMGP4502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is Monday (Aug 17) and I am setting out on a solo journey to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. It is a long trip and likely the last one I will be able to drive through the mountains. I am certain I will make the trip again but not likely as a driver and certainly not being able to see what I want to see as I do so. Stops along the way included Calgary for fuel and a bit of lunch, some railroad features along the highway through Yoho National Park, Revelstoke and my first day ending in Kelowna where I will have supper with Brigitte’s step-dad and rest for the night. It was inevitable that stops along the way for photos and such would put me back a few hours but I arrived in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kelowna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; to a wonderful meal prepared by “Dad” and a nice sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUoTD539EI/AAAAAAAAC6E/9eJT2yVQHWQ/s1600-h/saIMGP4507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419282034540934210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUoTD539EI/AAAAAAAAC6E/9eJT2yVQHWQ/s400/saIMGP4507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I carried on the next morning and arrive at the ferry in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; at about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. Took my place in line and was soon boarding the vessel. I was happy that &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUqG8Bs48I/AAAAAAAAC6k/v1CfWsjN6zU/s1600-h/saIMGP4519.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the old van made it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;this far without a problem and was amazed at how the fuel economy was. Trip average so far for the old girl was 34mpg with the best value through &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;the Roger's Pass.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUq5IuzchI/AAAAAAAAC68/5wxNTIRlXYk/s1600-h/saIMGP4511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419284887694963218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUq5IuzchI/AAAAAAAAC68/5wxNTIRlXYk/s400/saIMGP4511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUqw0KeuWI/AAAAAAAAC60/kzfwiDxA28s/s1600-h/saIMGP4519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419284744734947682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUqw0KeuWI/AAAAAAAAC60/kzfwiDxA28s/s400/saIMGP4519.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUqomoI77I/AAAAAAAAC6s/cjRrS6Mc2Ok/s1600-h/saIMGP4523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419284603662299058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUqomoI77I/AAAAAAAAC6s/cjRrS6Mc2Ok/s400/saIMGP4523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUoa_nlCLI/AAAAAAAAC6M/99e-x9bEcME/s1600-h/saIMGP4511.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUok_uFLJI/AAAAAAAAC6U/LLtRYtXmbpY/s1600-h/saIMGP4519.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5119584878028713192?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5119584878028713192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5119584878028713192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5119584878028713192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5119584878028713192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-2.html' title='A Review - Part 2'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUoN5tWBYI/AAAAAAAAC58/gEHFDs073mg/s72-c/saIMGP4502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8099202700776157293</id><published>2009-12-25T14:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:34:37.834-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada Remembers Airshow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Those who walk for us all'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airshow'/><title type='text'>A Review - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where does one begin when you have been away from something for so long? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUnRLSu8nI/AAAAAAAAC5s/Jjj9TAXHnxY/s1600-h/saIMGP4354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419280902652883570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUnRLSu8nI/AAAAAAAAC5s/Jjj9TAXHnxY/s400/saIMGP4354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Along with brief reviews there is a selection of images from the past 4 months that will reflect some of the images I will maintain in my memory long after my sight dwindles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was Saturday and preparations were being made for the “Canada Remembers Airshow”. We had an opportunity to once again work with “Miss Mitchell” a B-25 bomber from World War 2. This machine was designed to destroy but its beauty as she slices through the air will bring memories to some and to others a lesson on world history. With two models from Alberta (Katlyn and Nikki) and two from Saskatoon (Mishelle and Kymberli) we had prepared to work in a vintage style with Miss Mitchell and something more open and daring with the presentation CF-18 Hornet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUmKEX8-lI/AAAAAAAAC5c/fweIuBkKuLA/s1600-h/saIMGP4410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419279681025014354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUmKEX8-lI/AAAAAAAAC5c/fweIuBkKuLA/s400/saIMGP4410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather did not cooperate one bit for this final airshow. Rain had made the airfield soft and muddy and it would not be practical to host thousands of people on the field so Saturday’s performance was cancelled with hopes Sunday would be better. We still had the opportunity to work with several vintage aircraft and along with a Korean War era jet fighter Miss Mitchell stole the show for the crew here. Despite the rain and wind Kymberli braved the elements in her bikini to do a full series with a CF-18 on the tarmac.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was a huge disappointment for&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUnf2dHcZI/AAAAAAAAC50/GHVzhjUS5ZE/s1600-h/saxIMGP4433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419281154757325202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUnf2dHcZI/AAAAAAAAC50/GHVzhjUS5ZE/s400/saxIMGP4433.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone with the weather but through the organizer’s hard work a mini indoor show was held on Sunday with a fly-pass in an attempt to salvage what was left of a long standing and world class production. To those who “Walked for us all” I bid you a heart felt thank you and to those who paid the supreme sacrifice I am certain your souls are in paradise with the creator at your side. Many thanks to Vern G. for all his support and assistance in our production efforts, lets hope there is enough support to bring the show back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8099202700776157293?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8099202700776157293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8099202700776157293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8099202700776157293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8099202700776157293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/review-part-1.html' title='A Review - Part 1'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SzUnRLSu8nI/AAAAAAAAC5s/Jjj9TAXHnxY/s72-c/saIMGP4354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2958240062670274093</id><published>2009-12-20T22:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:13:41.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr.G.'/><title type='text'>HEY VERN...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sy71zVqe5fI/AAAAAAAAC5M/kJswSmuzKnY/s1600-h/ernest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417537664110749170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sy71zVqe5fI/AAAAAAAAC5M/kJswSmuzKnY/s400/ernest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yep you heard me Mr.G. I am back and will recap the last few months including the airshow that wasn't. Have been busy and along with moving and breaking my foot everything has been delayed for two months but more on that as well... Likely be updated before Santa arrives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Want me to shovel the roof Vern???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2958240062670274093?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2958240062670274093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2958240062670274093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2958240062670274093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2958240062670274093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-vern.html' title='HEY VERN...!!!'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sy71zVqe5fI/AAAAAAAAC5M/kJswSmuzKnY/s72-c/ernest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4777912349321568526</id><published>2009-08-14T23:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:52:34.839-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacey K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katlyn P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikki'/><title type='text'>Sand in everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SozvS5vnHwI/AAAAAAAAC4k/VJhTHkql51I/s1600-h/saIMGP3946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371931563563360002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SozvS5vnHwI/AAAAAAAAC4k/VJhTHkql51I/s320/saIMGP3946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today was spent working on some of the outdoor concepts that some of the models wanted for their portfolios. Joined by Lacey (student photographer), Katlyn, Nikki an Ashley I headed to paradise beach. The day looked good but the wind picked up and sand ended up in a lot of places. We did have a pretty good day out on the sand and was able to cover quite a bit. Lacey was also shooting as was Kat so I am interested in seeing the results from each of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sozx2m_7DEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/cSE5heOViwI/s1600-h/saIMGP3913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371934376030047298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sozx2m_7DEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/cSE5heOViwI/s320/saIMGP3913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We covered a lot on the sand and it was soon time to pack up and head out. I needed to go the airport and get the passes I needed for the airshow for everyone and check out where the preparation room was that we would be using. I also ventured out onto the airfield to see they way things were laid out. The wind was high and clouds were moving in. I hope it is just a small thing rolling through and it would be gone quickly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow would be a full day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SozwGjg_h2I/AAAAAAAAC40/FKWlhQdv9N8/s1600-h/saIMGP4138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 217px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371932450949662562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SozwGjg_h2I/AAAAAAAAC40/FKWlhQdv9N8/s320/saIMGP4138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SozwGjg_h2I/AAAAAAAAC40/FKWlhQdv9N8/s1600-h/saIMGP4138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4777912349321568526?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4777912349321568526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4777912349321568526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4777912349321568526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4777912349321568526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/08/sand-in-everything.html' title='Sand in everything...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SozvS5vnHwI/AAAAAAAAC4k/VJhTHkql51I/s72-c/saIMGP3946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3303516307813215910</id><published>2009-08-13T22:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:44:31.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katlyn P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikki'/><title type='text'>One more than the other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soyl9TjXgjI/AAAAAAAAC4c/925MNw4bTvc/s1600-h/sabIMGP3698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371850928185377330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soyl9TjXgjI/AAAAAAAAC4c/925MNw4bTvc/s320/sabIMGP3698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With preparation for the upcoming airshow on the weekend I was busy and somewhat scatter brained. Not that this is unusual in itself but I think I was more out there than usual. Two models came in from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alberta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; to work with us on some of the shooting that would be taking place over the next few days. Katlyn has been here before but this time she brought with her Nikki who comes from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Calgary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today was spent in the studio working on some of the project work and to just generally get in some studio time. Katlyn has been working on her skills as a photographer and I like the progress she has been making since I first ran into her. Anyway the day went along nicely and I am sure that Kat was able to grab a few more pointers. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nikki was an interesting person to work with. Well toned and tanned (the tan can be a problem in some work) and I am wondering which direction one can go with her. Enthusiasm is certainly a strong point with her as is some of her ability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But, tomorrow is another day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3303516307813215910?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3303516307813215910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3303516307813215910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3303516307813215910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3303516307813215910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-more-than-other.html' title='One more than the other...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soyl9TjXgjI/AAAAAAAAC4c/925MNw4bTvc/s72-c/sabIMGP3698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5877519826463072498</id><published>2009-08-09T23:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:15:57.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golf'/><title type='text'>80 years and the 19th hole...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soi8RdFYh2I/AAAAAAAAC4U/PdFcXm1Y-F0/s1600-h/saIMGP0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 235px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370749563690321762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soi8RdFYh2I/AAAAAAAAC4U/PdFcXm1Y-F0/s320/saIMGP0796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have spoken often about my Mom and how I am indebted to her for all the love and support she has given me these past 51+ years. Today my mother turned 80 years old but I think she only managed two rounds of golf this past week…&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Boy, to be out there golfing and enjoying life is the way to spend your time. Only executives, rich people and my Mom can do that. Travel and knitting… She is a wonderful woman so full of life and love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mom… thank you so much for being you and for putting up with me for all these years. The worry, anguish and anger I have created have all boiled down to a hug, a kiss and an “I Love You son…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5877519826463072498?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5877519826463072498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5877519826463072498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5877519826463072498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5877519826463072498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/08/80-years-and-19th-hole.html' title='80 years and the 19th hole...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soi8RdFYh2I/AAAAAAAAC4U/PdFcXm1Y-F0/s72-c/saIMGP0796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4183703213761737230</id><published>2009-08-08T22:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:15:34.115-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fringe Festival'/><title type='text'>Rain killed it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brigitte and I went to the fringe tonight… I know it had rained the night before but the acts were the same, vendors were the same but I won’t fault the festival all together as we did not go to any of the side shows… all in all I was not impressed. Will go again next year but will maybe get someone to drop us off as parking is severely limited in the area. I will take the rain as the reason the show as not up to the usual standards as years past…&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I will give it another go next year…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4183703213761737230?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4183703213761737230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4183703213761737230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4183703213761737230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4183703213761737230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-killed-it.html' title='Rain killed it...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4161820687630095679</id><published>2009-08-05T22:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:14:44.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kendra P'/><title type='text'>Another one to another...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kendra showed up at a wedding… no she did not crash it but was a friend of the bride who had both Stylist and MUA skills. She was in charge of making the bride look amazing on her special &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soi0DwbXa1I/AAAAAAAAC4M/tf4Q1wCTsJ4/s1600-h/saIMGP3475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370740532271606610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soi0DwbXa1I/AAAAAAAAC4M/tf4Q1wCTsJ4/s320/saIMGP3475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;day and she did just that. We talked as she worked and as I photographed about the industry and the work I do in the studio. I mentioned she should call me or find a time that would work for us to have coffee and talk about it all.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, the day came and here she is in the studio tonight. I will be making use of her work as a stylist and MUA but also as a model. Something she has thought about for some time as a lot of young women have. Kendra brings with her a dream and desire to succeed. I never promise anyone success but will work with them and with others to give them some of the tools they need to find their own style and path.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We will see more of Kendra as time moves on… as a model, a stylist and a make-up artist… Welcome aboard Kendra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4161820687630095679?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4161820687630095679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4161820687630095679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4161820687630095679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4161820687630095679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-one-to-another.html' title='Another one to another...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soi0DwbXa1I/AAAAAAAAC4M/tf4Q1wCTsJ4/s72-c/saIMGP3475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2539664123223619156</id><published>2009-08-04T23:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:13:34.749-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley E'/><title type='text'>From one to the other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soixc4zVWAI/AAAAAAAAC38/gaQHnhQqk90/s1600-h/saIMGP3352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370737665481463810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soixc4zVWAI/AAAAAAAAC38/gaQHnhQqk90/s320/saIMGP3352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I first met Jessica when she worked on the makeup crew for a shoot I was doing with a model from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Red Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. She took her time but the result was super. She did two other up-do’s to the makeup through the course of the day and with minimal work was able to change the models look significantly. While I look forward to her work again as an MUA she also was able to pull it off in the studio as a model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Her look is natural and while she does have a unique problem with her back the ability and effort she exuded in the studio was wonderful. I could see where some poses would be a problem but with careful work and seeing which way worked the best I managed to find the angles that would work and used the problem to the advantage of the model and myself. Jessica will be back again as an MUA but also as a model.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Along with Jessica in this sitting was Ashley. This is a girl who wanted to try out the whole studio experience. While she lacks the knowledge and practice others have had by the end of her sitting she began to adapt very easily to the work. I use hand signals a lot as sometimes it is easier. The signals are always given with the left hand and are easily seen and interpreted by the model without having to look away from the lens. My left hand is always on the lens for focus and zoom and my index finger is very adept at getting the message across.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soixp3sCKKI/AAAAAAAAC4E/myqkkwXe2n8/s1600-h/saIMGP3384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370737888520710306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soixp3sCKKI/AAAAAAAAC4E/myqkkwXe2n8/s320/saIMGP3384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Any person I work with can tell you that keeping an eye on the lens is one thing but keeping them there while watching for hand signals is not that hard. If I am in a high noise area like traffic or if the music is loud in the studio the hand signals are definite and informative. Both Jessica and Ashley learned this quickly. I look forward to working with them again in the fall. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My weekend is over, back to the task at hand along with other things. Major birthday coming up in the family and my youngest and her family are moving into, or should I say are unpacking from moving into their new apartment. I am happy for them both and little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Addison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; will be happier I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2539664123223619156?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2539664123223619156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2539664123223619156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2539664123223619156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2539664123223619156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/08/from-one-to-other.html' title='From one to the other...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Soixc4zVWAI/AAAAAAAAC38/gaQHnhQqk90/s72-c/saIMGP3352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7991876637678235424</id><published>2009-08-03T23:02:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:09:44.950-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Camping Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchildren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><title type='text'>Don't forget to breathe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SoeUOQjs0MI/AAAAAAAAC30/pRxo6bYKNic/s1600-h/saIMGP3262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370424053346390210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SoeUOQjs0MI/AAAAAAAAC30/pRxo6bYKNic/s320/saIMGP3262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;While getting away with family and such like on the Annual Family Camping Get-Away, it is always nice to get home. There is always something very comforting and familiar with one’s home and I always love to return there. Now you must understand I love the getting away part too. Some of the planning was left a little late for this trip but everything went very well and everyone (except for Miss Jam Tart) was there. I enjoyed the company and I enjoyed the kids… I may also have enjoyed watching my kids dealing with their kids much like I had to so many years ago.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some people call this parental revenge but I like to refer to it as a combined effort to raise and nurture the family and render what assistance when one can. I also like to load the grandkids up on treats and watch them go… OK, I will lean to the revenge side. But it is very interesting to see how each of my children deals with the things that are placed in front of them. Watching each with their children is sometimes entertaining as there is not a lot I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370423898975622034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SoeUFRe105I/AAAAAAAAC3s/jWn0HUkfs5E/s320/saIMGP3258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The trip went very well and even on the last night when it began to rain, it was still enjoyable. Brigitte and I went back to our trailer and played Cribbage. She won then I won and it was then the rubber round. The race was close but Brigitte was (as she so eloquently put it and sang it as well) “I am the champion…!!” I looked at her with a dumbfounded look and she simply broke into hysterics. These were in itself funny as the tears rolled down her face, her attempts at breathing between the bouts of laughter were nearly in vain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eventually she was able to relax and not laugh quite as much but it is always such a joy when her face lights up as she laughs then eventually will turn red and then blue if she is not able to recover as quickly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The weekend was fabulous and I look forward to the next one…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SoeT8Qy5rII/AAAAAAAAC3k/_-QSyYoWvJI/s1600-h/saIMGP3238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370423744172502146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SoeT8Qy5rII/AAAAAAAAC3k/_-QSyYoWvJI/s320/saIMGP3238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a note... I did not know this before but a favourite entertainer and what you might call philosopher was born in Moose Jaw. Some of you will remember his radio show which was soon adapted to more modern TV with Bill Cosby when "Kids say the Darndest Things". Rest in peace Mr. Linkletter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7991876637678235424?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7991876637678235424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7991876637678235424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7991876637678235424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7991876637678235424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-forget-to-breathe.html' title='Don&apos;t forget to breathe...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SoeUOQjs0MI/AAAAAAAAC30/pRxo6bYKNic/s72-c/saIMGP3262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4762234594714410965</id><published>2009-07-31T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:40:55.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Camping Trip'/><title type='text'>And they are off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;We are off…&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;It is the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; annual family camping get-away and this year we are going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Buffalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Pound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Provincial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;. Brigitte and I have plans to visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Moose Jaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; to see the tunnels and whatever else we can see. Of course we are also going to stop and have some of the fabulous chicken at Déjà vu which is on the street behind the casino… some fine food there without a doubt…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4762234594714410965?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4762234594714410965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4762234594714410965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4762234594714410965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4762234594714410965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-they-are-off.html' title='And they are off...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5857042300648547779</id><published>2009-07-29T22:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:21:42.164-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bridal Portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>Back in time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sn-t60ftv_I/AAAAAAAAC3c/OVP8Zw3fAO0/s1600-h/sabIMGP3139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368200506884603890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sn-t60ftv_I/AAAAAAAAC3c/OVP8Zw3fAO0/s320/sabIMGP3139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was a year ago when I met with Mishelle and Ryan to talk about their wedding. A sharp affair and of course she liked the package I had to offer. Mind you I have worked with and mentored Mishelle as a model and as a photographer. I have always felt she was born about 50 years too late. She would have slid into the late 40’s much better but still she is a delight to work with.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tonight she is in having her bridal portrait done. She had chosen a conservative approach and wanted to work on a style and theme of the late 40’s and early 50’s. She had carefully selected her wardrobe for the shoot and upon arrival at the studio did her own makeup. We talked about some of the work that had been done over the past few months and the work that was being put together for the airshow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The sitting went well and was quite entertaining with the conversation about the wedding and all that goes with it. She is keenly interested in improving her practical skills as a photographer and has some interesting ideas as well. I am sure that her work will be recognized in time and there will be more collaboration on other projects and work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5857042300648547779?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5857042300648547779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5857042300648547779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5857042300648547779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5857042300648547779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-in-time.html' title='Back in time...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sn-t60ftv_I/AAAAAAAAC3c/OVP8Zw3fAO0/s72-c/sabIMGP3139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2354818657573482142</id><published>2009-07-28T22:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:21:21.056-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Camping Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David'/><title type='text'>From the past and nifty little gadgets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sn-jNEN1SPI/AAAAAAAAC3U/Y4mrwVHIqlg/s1600-h/sabIMGP2972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368188725714307314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sn-jNEN1SPI/AAAAAAAAC3U/Y4mrwVHIqlg/s320/sabIMGP2972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had met her some years before and recently ran across her path (OK I don’t run so I kind of sauntered) not that long ago. I knew she was into fitness and dance but more so she still seemed like the happy person I met before. Besides all of that stuff I wanted to be able to photograph her in the studio.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I arranged to meet for coffee and we talked about what has gone on in her life a bit, what was new and that sort of thing. We also talked about the studio work and projects and it all seemed to interest her quite a bit. So with that in mind a time was set and she came into the studio for her first fashion/glamour style of sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The shoot went well and I am looking forward to the next series I do with her. I believe it will be when Katlyn is back and we are working with another model from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alberta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. That is not for a few weeks yet and things have to be confirmed but it looks like it will be a go. As long as the weather holds but that too remains to be seen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have been getting things ready for the family camping trip as well. Got the trailer hitch installed on the van with a big bouquet of thanks to my friend David. He told me about a wiring harness I could get which would make the electrical parts work. It is a nifty little thing too, simply plugs in to each of the tail lights and along with the adapter it was up and running in no time. This is one guy who can give advice on mechanical issues and chances are very good they are right and will work. Give him some duct tape and a beer can I am sure he can make anything work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2354818657573482142?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2354818657573482142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2354818657573482142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2354818657573482142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2354818657573482142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-past-and-nifty-little-gadgets.html' title='From the past and nifty little gadgets...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sn-jNEN1SPI/AAAAAAAAC3U/Y4mrwVHIqlg/s72-c/sabIMGP2972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7231070433914944911</id><published>2009-07-26T21:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:09:05.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The recent entries clear up a severe backlog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of notes from the past two months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every entry as of today since May 11, 2009 are new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7231070433914944911?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7231070433914944911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7231070433914944911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7231070433914944911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7231070433914944911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-17663763504142821</id><published>2009-07-20T21:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:07:59.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It will hold sir!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well the trailer hitch is finally mounted on the van. And it took a smart ass from the British S.A.S. to point out that this kind of task could only be done by or screwed up by a Saskatchewan farmer (our friend David) and a “Colonel” from the army (yours truly).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is on the van, doesn’t rattle and should hold quite well. If not oh well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Had a run in with a road rage driver the other day… pulled in front of me… slammed on his brakes and I hit him. I filed the proper reports and SGI calls to tell me that he was found at fault.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Road rage does not pay…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-17663763504142821?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/17663763504142821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=17663763504142821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/17663763504142821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/17663763504142821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-will-hold-sir.html' title='It will hold sir!!'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8742601238930044412</id><published>2009-07-19T22:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:07:26.068-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIntage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lydia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Athena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stylist'/><title type='text'>Two in one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Over the past few days I have worked with two models. One is new to the studio and made a trip up from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; to interview about her styling skills as well as her modeling.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; was in to work on “Shadows and Light” and also had some nifty outfit ideas she wanted to pass by me. It is always a cool shoot with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; as it is with many others and she like Kymberli, Jacey and Tasha are key models in this project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362982182328182354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0j4WprplI/AAAAAAAAC3M/LJeU-xh6zmI/s320/saIMGP2610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Athena is a stylist and a model. She came in from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; today to talk about the work the studio is doing. I think she will be back for the work we are doing at the airshow as well as other work in the studio. She is quiet yet has an ability that works. A natural look and is quite relaxed in the studio setting. Thank you Athena for making the journey and look forward to working with you again.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362981557844397682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0jUARJTnI/AAAAAAAAC28/Wdjfo9FLPxs/s320/saIMGP2830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8742601238930044412?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8742601238930044412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8742601238930044412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8742601238930044412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8742601238930044412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-in-one.html' title='Two in one...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0j4WprplI/AAAAAAAAC3M/LJeU-xh6zmI/s72-c/saIMGP2610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5471575967834901144</id><published>2009-07-11T21:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:07:12.432-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunburn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiation'/><title type='text'>Lobster in the Prairies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0fVyCJGvI/AAAAAAAAC2k/WvsUc3p0Xwk/s1600-h/sIMGP2657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 204px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362977190336600818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0fVyCJGvI/AAAAAAAAC2k/WvsUc3p0Xwk/s320/sIMGP2657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Beth is demonstrating what you should not do prior to a shoot with horses where boots and blue jeans are the call of the day…&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She knows what happened and why the shoot had to be called off. Your apology is accepted, these things happen. Next time I will reach out and smack ya one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well I won’t really but the damage that was done and the problems it can create. Basically told her to keep her burn moisturized and drink lots of water. We will try again later if we can. Gave her a hug and sent her on her way. Please note however how nicely her legs, shoes and truck all match now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brigitte and I are here in the Battlefords so I may as well visit…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5471575967834901144?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5471575967834901144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5471575967834901144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5471575967834901144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5471575967834901144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/lobster-in-prairies.html' title='Lobster in the Prairies...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0fVyCJGvI/AAAAAAAAC2k/WvsUc3p0Xwk/s72-c/sIMGP2657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3199322248528156634</id><published>2009-07-06T21:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:06:32.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trimester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jory'/><title type='text'>And baby makes three...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0eNIPsruI/AAAAAAAAC2c/GZcM_CsI2FY/s1600-h/saIMGP2340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362975942168588002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0eNIPsruI/AAAAAAAAC2c/GZcM_CsI2FY/s320/saIMGP2340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I made her promise me this one thing… After you move away if you and your man ever decide to have children and you get the news that you are expecting let me know and the studio is yours. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ashley presented some wonderful opportunities for work in the studio. She was likely the first one to go through a set of “Shadows and Light” sittings and numerous other fashion ideas. She was now expecting a baby and wanted to come into the studio to have trimester photos done of herself and some with her man. I was happy to make allowances and arrange a time that would work for us all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was radiant and I know she is looking forward to the birth of her daughter. Both Mom and Dad seem happy and we made good use of the time in the studio as well as on location. Ashley loves the outdoors and had an idea of doing some of the photos in the sand along the beach. We did that for her and for the little girl that grows in her belly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Congratulations and all the best to the three of you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3199322248528156634?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3199322248528156634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3199322248528156634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3199322248528156634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3199322248528156634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-baby-makes-three.html' title='And baby makes three...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0eNIPsruI/AAAAAAAAC2c/GZcM_CsI2FY/s72-c/saIMGP2340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3759817118083469262</id><published>2009-07-04T23:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:06:10.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0cVfD2jNI/AAAAAAAAC2U/O9wZaFf7YjY/s1600-h/saIMGP1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362973886708616402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0cVfD2jNI/AAAAAAAAC2U/O9wZaFf7YjY/s320/saIMGP1824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I felt the need to get home and really didn’t like the idea of staying a hotel in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; or even further west closer to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. I was refreshed and it kind of annoyed Brigitte but I drove straight through just to be home. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our trip was good and could have been longer. I will look at possibly putting up some images but will when I feel like going through them all and then perhaps doing them as some sort of special blog entry with a bit of a story with each. Needless to say we did find a few people to take photos of us in various places and also did the hold the camera and shoot our own photo. I forgot a tripod and this was kind of fun but it is not easy holding up a studio camera and pressing the shutter with one hand… But I did it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3759817118083469262?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3759817118083469262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3759817118083469262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3759817118083469262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3759817118083469262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0cVfD2jNI/AAAAAAAAC2U/O9wZaFf7YjY/s72-c/saIMGP1824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4237788435136425697</id><published>2009-06-28T04:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:05:55.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are off</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are off… on our honeymoon and on a holiday. We are going to head east at least to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lake of the Woods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and perhaps further. All of our stuff was packed and ready to go, just a matter of getting in the car and leaving.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are traveling for the first time without cell phones, no laptop computers and no maps…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lets see where the road will take us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4237788435136425697?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4237788435136425697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4237788435136425697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4237788435136425697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4237788435136425697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-are-off.html' title='We are off'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4535179164043926667</id><published>2009-06-27T22:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:05:39.650-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>The bride smiled... the groom is a comic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0YI4HoN8I/AAAAAAAAC2M/KqHhzy8QjMk/s1600-h/saxIMGP1722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362969272050530242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0YI4HoN8I/AAAAAAAAC2M/KqHhzy8QjMk/s320/saxIMGP1722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I met her a few years ago when she moved in across the hall from my basement suite. We didn’t talk a whole lot in the beginning but soon would run into each other randomly through out the week. Once she came over and asked if I could hear the noise from upstairs. The people upstairs had a party going on and the main room of their part of the building was right above Gillian’s bedroom. I was in the back so short of the upstairs toilet flushing now and then heard nothing. Be that as it may we became friends.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She introduced me to her boyfriend Kelsey and he was a good looking fellow. Bit if a ham too... He had asked me about modeling so we set things up and did a test shoot which led into several other sittings. He was fun to work with and just funny too. As time went by Gillian moved to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; to be with him and life went on. It really wasn’t too much longer but I caught wind of an upcoming wedding. Kelsey had popped the question.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They asked me to photograph their wedding and I was only too happy to do so. The date soon came and it was a very nice outdoor affair. Guests arrived and filled the many seats. The ceremony was lovely as was the party afterward. To the new couple (held off on our honeymoon so I could shoot this wedding) I wish you all the best and be happy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4535179164043926667?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4535179164043926667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4535179164043926667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4535179164043926667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4535179164043926667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/bride-smiled-groom-is-comic.html' title='The bride smiled... the groom is a comic...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0YI4HoN8I/AAAAAAAAC2M/KqHhzy8QjMk/s72-c/saxIMGP1722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6295451133068635162</id><published>2009-06-25T19:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:05:18.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shyla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad'/><title type='text'>Last one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0GaotkJAI/AAAAAAAAC2E/wgOqzfP3T2Y/s1600-h/sMix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362949785943024642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0GaotkJAI/AAAAAAAAC2E/wgOqzfP3T2Y/s320/sMix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is the last grad of the year. Shyla is joined by her family as we capture her beauty and pride shortly before heading off to the ceremonies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What can I say about this girl? I have worked with her on several occasions and while she is a bit gullible she is one who can take a joke and laugh about it as well.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Congratulations young lady… get your life going and move on t&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0F7SdbWnI/AAAAAAAAC18/5j22GQvP0z0/s1600-h/Mix.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o the future…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6295451133068635162?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6295451133068635162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6295451133068635162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6295451133068635162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6295451133068635162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-one.html' title='Last one...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0GaotkJAI/AAAAAAAAC2E/wgOqzfP3T2Y/s72-c/sMix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4474696940062027804</id><published>2009-06-20T09:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:05:02.792-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><title type='text'>The time is now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today I will be married… Brigitte Johnson will cease to exist and will become my bride. I could not be any happier except perhaps when it is all done and everything is put away I might be more so but you know.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0EoVaYQHI/AAAAAAAAC10/F_e0FE2Tv64/s1600-h/sPhil+%26+Brigitte+112+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362947822257193074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0EoVaYQHI/AAAAAAAAC10/F_e0FE2Tv64/s320/sPhil+%26+Brigitte+112+-+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The last bits of décor are going up in the yard, things are taking shape. It won’t be long before guests arrive and we will have a yard full of people. My kids are part of today’s event and I likely could not have done this with out their support but mostly the love and caring of my mother has brought me through a rough time some years ago. The humour of my kids, the birth of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Addison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; have all been part of my becoming a human again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then there is Brigitte… a woman who walked into my life from an internet dating site. Unsure about each other but soon growing together as two people should. Her support of my work has been second to none, her laughter, her joy when she is around children and her tears when she is hugged or one of the kids does something just for her. My love, who will soon be part of a large family will be happy despite our joint stubbornness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She is a woman who is loved by me and my children, adored by my grandkids and she glows when everyone is around her. At Christmas we had a packed house for supper… all of my kids and grandkids, My mom and siblings and their families as well. She was not stressed, and seemed to love each moment as it unfolded. My God, where did this woman come from? Heaven sent? Could be… but I will not make assumptions but send a thank you card to Bill Gates as I am sure if he was not around home computers may not have brought us together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Time to say I do…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4474696940062027804?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4474696940062027804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4474696940062027804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4474696940062027804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4474696940062027804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-is-now.html' title='The time is now...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0EoVaYQHI/AAAAAAAAC10/F_e0FE2Tv64/s72-c/sPhil+%26+Brigitte+112+-+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-477857380064484696</id><published>2009-06-19T19:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:04:08.707-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><title type='text'>Zero hour approaches... he kneels to pray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Zero hour approaches… Bustling around the city picking up the last minute items my brother and I head to a wedding rental shop to pick up the archway that Brigitte and I rented for our day tomorrow. Things were being set up in Mom’s yard as we prepared for the guests to arrive in slightly more than 24 hours.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362944492158266418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0Bmf07LDI/AAAAAAAAC1s/9I3L56TyWpY/s320/sIMGP1259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yes the man that said never again is doing exactly the thing he said he would never do… and that is get married. But I am so looking forward to it. Brigitte and I have been together under the same roof for well over a year and have been as a couple for much longer. It was time. I proposed to her back on Christmas and the event that takes place tomorrow was nearly planned before the middle of January.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We knew what we wanted and while Brigitte did most of the planning and preparation I kind of stayed out of the way either out of good sense or better judgment. Tomorrow will soon be here…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-477857380064484696?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/477857380064484696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=477857380064484696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/477857380064484696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/477857380064484696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/zero-hour-approaches-he-kneels-to-pray.html' title='Zero hour approaches... he kneels to pray.'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sm0Bmf07LDI/AAAAAAAAC1s/9I3L56TyWpY/s72-c/sIMGP1259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6484356103623689143</id><published>2009-06-17T19:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:03:48.320-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Benjamin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='successful'/><title type='text'>Against the odds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Smz9aO5RaVI/AAAAAAAAC1k/gsTx8smU6Fk/s1600-h/saIMGP1232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939883408157010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Smz9aO5RaVI/AAAAAAAAC1k/gsTx8smU6Fk/s320/saIMGP1232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She has worked hard to get where she is. Studies did not come easy and in the second go around her efforts have been rewarded. With her man at her side Rochelle has conquered some of the odds that were against her and has succeeded in graduating with her Grade 12. I am certain that Ben is very proud of her and seeing them together is wonderful.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I took the opportunity to work with Rochelle to capture the event and with Ben the conversation was delightful. Even though I had to tie his tie and shake out a slightly rumpled suit jacket he looked quite dapper next to his girl. This couple is struggling but seems to have a game plan more or less set. I am sure they will be happy and of course Rochelle is expected back in the studio as soon as time permits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Congratulations Rochelle you have a right to be proud… you earned it girl…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6484356103623689143?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6484356103623689143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6484356103623689143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6484356103623689143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6484356103623689143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/against-odds.html' title='Against the odds...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Smz9aO5RaVI/AAAAAAAAC1k/gsTx8smU6Fk/s72-c/saIMGP1232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-1891854976185616245</id><published>2009-06-14T22:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:03:28.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine R'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacey K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amber B'/><title type='text'>Rough around the edges...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Smz2DWlsU_I/AAAAAAAAC1c/DT_pEfFy2uw/s1600-h/saIMGP0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362931793755132914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Smz2DWlsU_I/AAAAAAAAC1c/DT_pEfFy2uw/s320/saIMGP0589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Diverse, a rough and tough girl yet demure and quiet. Amber can be very excitable but tries to explain the thoughts in her head. One has to read between the lines sometimes but generally it comes forward fairly easily. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was in the city today with her friend Christine and was part of a further shoot for one of the studio projects but at the same time was going to be adding to the swimsuit portion of her portfolio. Her skin was dark due to exposure to the sun and that troubles me a bit as this kind of tanning will put her in danger. I told her this as I am quite frank with those I work with and when it comes to preventable things like skin cancer I can be quite vocal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In any case the day went very well and along with Lacey (student) and another interested model who I will talk about when I meet with her officially, a good day was had in the studio as well as under the sun and in the water. Mind you I think they left with some sand in an uncomfortable place but the opportunity to wash it all off was there. I am still digging sand out of my camera bag and it never left the van…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I first worked with Amber several years ago and it is a pleasure to have her back in front of the camera. She is toned, ambitious yet rough around the edges. Her use of colourful metaphors in her speech is interesting as well, but each to her own…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-1891854976185616245?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1891854976185616245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=1891854976185616245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1891854976185616245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1891854976185616245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/rough-around-edges.html' title='Rough around the edges...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Smz2DWlsU_I/AAAAAAAAC1c/DT_pEfFy2uw/s72-c/saIMGP0589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8533206260423693807</id><published>2009-06-09T22:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:03:01.839-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><title type='text'>A Connection...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whether it is a spirit that drives me to continue my work or perhaps the emotions she has shared with me but I am certain that Kymberli is an inspiration to me and my work. When I was ready to toss in the towel and simply throw this project aside like a used tissue, Kymberli posed in a sitting today and her determination to do her best took my breath away.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzzrjjhA9I/AAAAAAAAC1U/9VhzxBcv-cI/s1600-h/saIMGP0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362929185895547858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzzrjjhA9I/AAAAAAAAC1U/9VhzxBcv-cI/s320/saIMGP0316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Over the past two years her progress in the studio has been phenomenal. She was a girl who was afraid to view her own body so she would change in the darkness of her room. Now her ability and confidence shows in her work as does pride and comfort which is quite evident in her images. It is when a photograph much like this one of her is captured, a spark of fire is kindled and soon the inspiration grows.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With this series of photographs it was discovered that Kymberli is much of the inspiration for me to go on. Call her a muse if you will, a kindred spirit, a dear friend who only wants to help me with my work, whatever name you use I will be indebted to this wonderful and amazing woman for giving me the desire and drive to continue. This inspiration that was given to me by a spiritual connection or simply the belief in a concept that I was trying to develop had me develop the project even further and with a slightly new direction while maintaining the original thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8533206260423693807?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8533206260423693807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8533206260423693807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8533206260423693807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8533206260423693807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/connection.html' title='A Connection...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzzrjjhA9I/AAAAAAAAC1U/9VhzxBcv-cI/s72-c/saIMGP0316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2546095932760827400</id><published>2009-06-07T18:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:01:58.963-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley'/><title type='text'>Live from New York...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzwgMz-82I/AAAAAAAAC1M/O4LQ21ROKzA/s1600-h/saIMGP0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362925692277158754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzwgMz-82I/AAAAAAAAC1M/O4LQ21ROKzA/s320/saIMGP0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Her family hails from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and upon immigrating to the USA Ashley’s mom leaves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; to be with her husband her in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saskatchewan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. This girl comes from a family of fashion and while she is a parts person in a local automotive parts dealer she is every bit a woman and works well with a camera and in a studio. Her grad is one I would miss which is unfortunate but these things do happen. Ashley did a super job at covering a lot of the work we do. Some areas she was not interested in and that is totally fine too.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In time her ability will expand and I will welcome the opportunity to work with her again as the schedule will permit. Bit tough during the summer sometimes but it will work out in one form or another. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There is an air of mystery in her images and with a slight turn of her head a look of peace turns into a look for questioning to one of implied anger… This is one person I would not want to upset but at the same time I think she could pull off the look if asked. Hmmm, This will be interesting for sure and will work well for a number of things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2546095932760827400?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2546095932760827400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2546095932760827400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2546095932760827400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2546095932760827400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-from-new-york.html' title='Live from New York...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzwgMz-82I/AAAAAAAAC1M/O4LQ21ROKzA/s72-c/saIMGP0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5360479491831468362</id><published>2009-06-06T23:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:01:32.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>The bells are ringing again... Say I do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzuS4VqPLI/AAAAAAAAC1E/tQcRB69kgfg/s1600-h/sFormals+(42).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362923264419708082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzuS4VqPLI/AAAAAAAAC1E/tQcRB69kgfg/s320/sFormals+(42).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kim and Stacey have been a couple for a better part of four years. Today they are getting married. I have known Kim for a couple of years now and was quite pleased when she asked me to take care of the photography for her wedding. It was funny as when I met her fiancé for the first time I was able to put a few things together and realized I knew his Dad. Met him in my mid-teens when he drove me to school on a city bus then joined the same model railroad club.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, with the world as small as it is I had a wonderful time as it seems I always do at weddings. Congratulations to you both… you seem happy now, and it only gets better. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5360479491831468362?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5360479491831468362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5360479491831468362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5360479491831468362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5360479491831468362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/bells-are-ringing-again-say-i-do.html' title='The bells are ringing again... Say I do...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzuS4VqPLI/AAAAAAAAC1E/tQcRB69kgfg/s72-c/sFormals+(42).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-707522011422209126</id><published>2009-06-01T22:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:01:08.450-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><title type='text'>June is here but won't last long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzrnnKM2PI/AAAAAAAAC08/HLkvXpLVeFk/s1600-h/saIMGP8920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362920322050611442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzrnnKM2PI/AAAAAAAAC08/HLkvXpLVeFk/s320/saIMGP8920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brittany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; is back. This tiny bundle of dynamite is super to have in the studio and she is versatile, flexible, listens well and has a bundle of ideas of her own. She strives to take these ideas and work them into the shoot at hand so it is a win-win situation.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today was spent on a couple of outfits that seem to fit her style and she is a key player (along with her sister Jacey, Kymberli, and Tasha) in the “Shadows and Light” project. We will see her in the studio quite a bit over the next few months and will also be doing a duet shoot with Jacey. I do need to work on her outdoor styles soon too as I am certain that summer will be over all too quick.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Only 19 more days till I am even happier than I was before…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-707522011422209126?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/707522011422209126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=707522011422209126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/707522011422209126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/707522011422209126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-is-here-but-wont-last-long.html' title='June is here but won&apos;t last long...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzrnnKM2PI/AAAAAAAAC08/HLkvXpLVeFk/s72-c/saIMGP8920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3286402386069884143</id><published>2009-05-31T20:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:00:52.073-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erin L'/><title type='text'>I am going to be shot today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmziWpzHmQI/AAAAAAAAC00/V7fkzG7Junw/s1600-h/Phil+%26+Brigitte+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362910135096678658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmziWpzHmQI/AAAAAAAAC00/V7fkzG7Junw/s320/Phil+%26+Brigitte+143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is now my turn being photographed. Brigitte and I had asked Erin Levesque (my partner studio) from Flash ‘on Photography to do our engagement and wedding photos. It was now our turn…&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well I went into it with an open mind and that Brigitte and I would have fun. For the most part I kind of behaved and more or less did as I was told. But as random as things can be we did manage to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; ask us to repeat a random moment and it worked. Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; we had a blast today and enjoyed the time we had with you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Prior to this we visited Studio MUA Karen who was going to be taking care of Brigitte’s makeup for our wedding. This was a trial run and as I figured Karen did a super job and I knew that this bride would simply glow on her special day in June.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3286402386069884143?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3286402386069884143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3286402386069884143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3286402386069884143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3286402386069884143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-going-to-be-shot-today.html' title='I am going to be shot today...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmziWpzHmQI/AAAAAAAAC00/V7fkzG7Junw/s72-c/Phil+%26+Brigitte+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3666411605860288175</id><published>2009-05-30T21:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:00:29.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristin V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><title type='text'>Best to you all on your Graduation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzfmD9DOKI/AAAAAAAAC0k/cX8LFdSO2FY/s1600-h/saIMGP8649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362907101280811170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzfmD9DOKI/AAAAAAAAC0k/cX8LFdSO2FY/s320/saIMGP8649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Two more make the next move in the rest of their lives. My studio assistant and model graduated this year and I would love to see her reach her dreams of some kind of training in the arts. She has a desire to learn and art is a field she seems to love. Perhaps that is why her ability and desire to work at her modeling skills is high on her list. I have watched her grow and change over the last few years and her dedication is wonderful.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kym has shown me time and time again she is able to work at a concept and develop some of it on her own. She has watched other models, has come into the studio to practice hard to develop as a model and as a woman. Even her Dad had called me and made note of the wonderful changes he has seen in his little girl. Even though she is 18 and as I even refer to my daughter… a daughter is always Daddy’s little girl and Vern is very proud of his.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzfxvRigKI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Y3_pA2vqe44/s1600-h/saIMGP8721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362907301888032930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzfxvRigKI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Y3_pA2vqe44/s320/saIMGP8721.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Along with Kymberli was a friend Kristin. She and her boyfriend were with Kym to also have their graduation photos taken. I had not met Kristin till now but I was asked if I had time to do her photos as well. Of course I did. Since Kym has given her all to succeed as a model and as an art model as well (damn good one too) I saw no reason I could not repay the favour and take care of Kristin’s photos as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good luck to you all who graduate and move on to whatever it is you end up doing…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3666411605860288175?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3666411605860288175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3666411605860288175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3666411605860288175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3666411605860288175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-to-you-all-on-your-graduation.html' title='Best to you all on your Graduation.'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzfmD9DOKI/AAAAAAAAC0k/cX8LFdSO2FY/s72-c/saIMGP8649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7401746614552352927</id><published>2009-05-24T22:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:00:06.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trimester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katlyn P'/><title type='text'>A Full Day for Kat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzcQXKwWbI/AAAAAAAAC0U/4T9UlXEf4G0/s1600-h/sIMG_4802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362903429946562994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzcQXKwWbI/AAAAAAAAC0U/4T9UlXEf4G0/s320/sIMG_4802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today it was Kat’s turn to shoot… I actually lined up a good variety of different work for her to tackle. It started in the morning with a set of engagement photos. I was doing the primary shooting with the couple whose wedding I would be capturing in June. This was an opportunity for Kat to work one on one with people she has never met. It will also provide her the idea of capturing two people in love in an every day setting just being themselves. This was a lot of fun and we managed to get things finished up just as the rain came down.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We then ventured to the studio where we met with a friend of mine and her daughter. This was yet another different setting for Kat as Jillian was well into her pregnancy and would be having trimester photos done today. A completely different type of sitting and one that will be treasured by the Mom (Jillian) and something she will one day share with her yet unborn child. I am not sure what Kat &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzcZDeiqaI/AAAAAAAAC0c/kIe1wN6S99M/s1600-h/saIMGP8265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362903579279665570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzcZDeiqaI/AAAAAAAAC0c/kIe1wN6S99M/s320/saIMGP8265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thought when I layed out the schedule for the day but she seemed very happy and quite eager to learn.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The afternoon was rounded out when Tasha came into the studio. This would be pretty much Kat’s shoot and I would loiter around and offer help and advice when needed. I would also do some background shooting much like Brigitte has done so many times. We had a blast and I am certain that Kat had captured many images and will have lots to do before she leaves for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; in July. As the day ended Kat found out that there would not be another night of rest but her Dad (Who brought her all they way here from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Red Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;) was quite ready to begin the journey home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I quite look forward to working with Kat again soon and will remind her that should I make it back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Red Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; that she has a bridge to show me. I am once again exhausted but feel comfort in knowing that Brigitte does understand. I have always enjoyed having her with me on shoots but sometimes it just is not practical. It is little wonder why we get along as we do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7401746614552352927?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7401746614552352927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7401746614552352927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7401746614552352927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7401746614552352927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/full-day-for-kat.html' title='A Full Day for Kat...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzcQXKwWbI/AAAAAAAAC0U/4T9UlXEf4G0/s72-c/sIMG_4802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6812953299869754907</id><published>2009-05-23T22:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:59:25.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pamela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacey K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Addison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katlyn P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><title type='text'>Model/Student/Photographer and she is all three...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzYYpfFXXI/AAAAAAAAC0M/41DZieZrAWQ/s1600-h/saIMGP7775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362899174256106866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzYYpfFXXI/AAAAAAAAC0M/41DZieZrAWQ/s320/saIMGP7775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today was the beginning of two days of shooting with a photography student and model from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Red Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;, AB. Katlyn and I have been emailing back and forth and while I would liked to have traveled to Red Deer to work with her it was not entirely practical. I wanted her to be part of the vintage work we were going to be doing at the airshow this summer and she volunteered to make the journey her.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Because of the wide reaching publicity of the show and the popularity of working with the revived B-25 the Heritage Inn saw fit to provide her with accommodations at no cost which was helpful as my budget is very tight and could not support this kind of expense. Upon arrival we reviewed the studio work and set to task.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362898376262700290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzXqMuoTQI/AAAAAAAACz8/MUIGU7Vi_e0/s320/saIMGP7834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With the help of MUA Jessica and Pam taking care of hair we set out with the first of a series of three shoots for the day. A vintage series in the “castle” was the beginning and while the costuming didn’t work well we found a way of tackling the shoot with super results. Along with us for the shooting was Jessica (MUA), students Renee and Lacey. We had a surprise visit from Tasha who would be the subject of Katlyn’s shooting the next day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The second in the series was photographed in a more affluent section of the city where the homes are grand and the scene is quiet and well treed. With the use of a BMW (owned by Pam) we did a short on the street series revolving around the look of a snooty rich b-tch which Kat pulled off reasonably well. As a note she is anything but what the shoot was about. We were visited by Brigitte and Addison while we worked. Then it was back to makeup and hair and off to the third location where the assassin look of Nikita was re-born along side of a sleek red sports car which was brought to the location by Kymberli my studio assistant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzX4sFRFcI/AAAAAAAAC0E/fIJ6R-vNaSQ/s1600-h/saIMGP7980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362898625197315522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzX4sFRFcI/AAAAAAAAC0E/fIJ6R-vNaSQ/s320/saIMGP7980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All in all the day was long, fun and quite tiring. I am finding that shoots of this magnitude take a greater drain on me than they used to. My eyes become tired and unable to focus and this seriously affects my ability to focus and frame properly. I will make adjustments due to bright sunlight and find I have gone too far one way or the other. Perhaps reducing the magnitude of a shoot will be the next step but it will have to wait till after the airshow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I returned home and was wiped out. But I was also looking forward to the next day as I would not be shooting as much but would be assisting Kat in her work with Tasha. This weekend is shaping up nicely…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6812953299869754907?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6812953299869754907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6812953299869754907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6812953299869754907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6812953299869754907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/modelstudentphotographer-and-she-is-all.html' title='Model/Student/Photographer and she is all three...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzYYpfFXXI/AAAAAAAAC0M/41DZieZrAWQ/s72-c/saIMGP7775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6416437421913372838</id><published>2009-05-22T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:58:44.575-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paramedic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Those who walk for us all'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pride'/><title type='text'>From graduate to saving lives...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzRYL1kcvI/AAAAAAAACzs/90G2Oncmcjs/s1600-h/saIMR00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362891469715960562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzRYL1kcvI/AAAAAAAACzs/90G2Oncmcjs/s320/saIMR00018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Another graduate stakes her claim and will move on. Michelle has worked hard through school as I am sure everyone has. Her ambition is to get her AEMA ticket otherwise known or an updated name is Paramedic. I am certain that with the right instructors and loads of studying she will do very well. This is not an easy &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;one to go for. I mean after all you are put out in the front lines and are expected to do what you can to help someone who is ill or injured. It is a job where the person is responsible for making sure or at least trying to not let someone die.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I salute you Michelle in your future and look to the day when you take the ranks of “Those who walk for us all…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6416437421913372838?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6416437421913372838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6416437421913372838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6416437421913372838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6416437421913372838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-graduate-to-saving-lives.html' title='From graduate to saving lives...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzRYL1kcvI/AAAAAAAACzs/90G2Oncmcjs/s72-c/saIMR00018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-9088674181180976018</id><published>2009-05-19T23:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:58:21.228-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacey W'/><title type='text'>Jacey takes her position...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jacey has been a few times for a variety of shoots. The last one we did she became ill and I would not be fair to her or me if I continued. But what we did capture gave me some vital information for her next sitting. This time around she is full of life and ready to go. She seems to have a diverse ability and having been involved in dance and such is quite flexible. This will be a benefit as will her posing in “Shadows and Light” will thusly bring a greater spectrum and view of shadows.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzPRtIEZTI/AAAAAAAACzk/2pE9iB9sMFM/s1600-h/saIMGP7542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362889159369581874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzPRtIEZTI/AAAAAAAACzk/2pE9iB9sMFM/s320/saIMGP7542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The project itself is beginning to take final form. With work still to do in studio the outline for the book has been drawn up more or less. It will go under several refining steps and the final group of those working on it will be tidied up in the next couple of months. It is foremast on my mind and sometimes I have to push it back into the deep recesses of my brain so that I can concentrate on more important things like my upcoming wedding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyone I have been working with has been wonderful and patient as we slowly trudge through the work. They have heard near endless accolades about my soon to be bride. It is all I can think about but still manage to set time in which to work on the book as well as other assorted tasks… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-9088674181180976018?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/9088674181180976018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=9088674181180976018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/9088674181180976018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/9088674181180976018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/jacey-takes-her-position.html' title='Jacey takes her position...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzPRtIEZTI/AAAAAAAACzk/2pE9iB9sMFM/s72-c/saIMGP7542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5493757470681846699</id><published>2009-05-15T15:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:57:32.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On We Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzMA3OfwKI/AAAAAAAACzM/eHnZtnFrD8w/s1600-h/saIMGP7110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362885571488235682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzMA3OfwKI/AAAAAAAACzM/eHnZtnFrD8w/s320/saIMGP7110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is season of Graduations and I was happy to be but a small part of many. I will share with you some images from the happy graduates I have had the pleasure of photographing for this memorable occasion.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzMJnxExmI/AAAAAAAACzU/dFNcs1T8z6w/s1600-h/saIMGP7119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362885721957123682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzMJnxExmI/AAAAAAAACzU/dFNcs1T8z6w/s320/saIMGP7119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzMV1NVRaI/AAAAAAAACzc/PQq7Q2avL-c/s1600-h/saIMGP7223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362885931723736482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzMV1NVRaI/AAAAAAAACzc/PQq7Q2avL-c/s320/saIMGP7223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am happy when a person works hard to succeed in the education and as I worked with each one I asked what their future plans may entail It is a fascinating difference and no one person had a similar plan. I do wish them all the success for their future and hope that they will do the best they can for themselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5493757470681846699?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5493757470681846699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5493757470681846699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5493757470681846699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5493757470681846699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-we-go.html' title='On We Go...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SmzMA3OfwKI/AAAAAAAACzM/eHnZtnFrD8w/s72-c/saIMGP7110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7565564890949034046</id><published>2009-05-11T23:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:16:28.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Many happy returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Through a twist of fate or dumb luck My sister was born on this day… I suppose I could say it was dumb luck that she managed to be my sister or dumb luck she didn’t try to smother me when I was a baby… or did she? Would explain my brain malfunctions from time to time. Well to make matters more interesting some 32 years ago on this day my oldest child was born. It was a nice spring morning, and the weather was really quite nice as I recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well… Happy Birthday Susan and Vicky. This is your day but somehow I think it will be much like any other… That is kinda what I hope for and it worked till last year but that is another story…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ew... just thought of something. Between the two of them there is like 89 years of life when you total it all up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7565564890949034046?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7565564890949034046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7565564890949034046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7565564890949034046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7565564890949034046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-happy-returns.html' title='Many happy returns'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6015892382580081000</id><published>2009-05-10T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:09:19.344-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchildren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers'/><title type='text'>Mom is the word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every year it rolls around… so many will wait for this day yet the smart ones will celebrate it every day of the year. I am half smart and will follow the tradition some of the time throughout the year and do what I can when the day finally arrives…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Mother’s Day. I am proud of my Mom and having put up with the likes of me she is one hell of a woman. There are other Mom’s in my life that I appreciate, give thanks to, and some I even worry about on a day to day basis. I will always be thankful to my own Mom… for her hugs, her love and that kiss right when you needed it. Her understanding even if she didn’t truly understand, her forgiveness when I had done something wrong, and I will never forget the sound of her laughter, and the way I would hear her sing in church or hum at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks to my former partner for bearing four wonderful children and doing the best she could in raising and teaching them. She was a wonderful Mom and did all of this through some very trying times. I watch now as my own daughters have become mothers and how I see a little of their Mom, some of mine and a lot of there own ways develop as they teach and nurture their babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many young women having children way too soon (my opinion and my blog” and this can be a hardship for you. Then I take a solemn moment on this day and think about those women that should have had children. Those women that would have been absolutely wonderful Mothers to their children, But for some reason have chosen not to or are unable to bear children and will never be blessed with their laughter and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch one woman each day, and see how she is with my kids and grandkids and all I can think of is how wonderful it would be to have her as a Mom. Yes, she worries too much but what mother doesn’t. I see her eyes light up when Addison runs toward her with his arms outstretched and a smile on his face. I see the glee in her eye when she finds that special little toy that would work so well with the personality of one of the grandkids. Surrounded by children this woman is happy even on a bad day… smiles, laughs… even cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day will come when she will realize that in my eyes one does not need to bear a child to be a mother but one must only love and show care for a child. She has shown a great love for all of my children and an even greater joy with my grandchildren. Is it any wonder why I love her so much and want her to be my life mate? I have no questions about it and I don’t believe anyone else does either…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6015892382580081000?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6015892382580081000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6015892382580081000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6015892382580081000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6015892382580081000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom-is-word.html' title='Mom is the word...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2061668377762745870</id><published>2009-05-09T22:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:51:15.807-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A journey not wanted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went with Brigitte to Meota today. Not because I wanted to but because she asked me to go with her and it was my duty to do so. Today was the day the family was gathering at the home of Brigitte’s late grandparents to sort through the belongings and take care of the other bits and pieces that needed to be taken care of. I stood back and just did as I was told to do as this was not my place to be short of being there for Brigitte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two things that Grandma had marked for Brigitte, one was an old Victrola made by the Victor Talking Machine Company and the other was a simply basin and pitcher set that Brigitte had admired for many years. I carefully loaded the phonograph into the van, covered it with a moving blanket and strapped it in securely. I gave a hand when asked and stayed out of the way other times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ShDpC9yI_HI/AAAAAAAACzE/hFUICfqTmm0/s1600-h/victrola_vv-xi_open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337021795587914866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ShDpC9yI_HI/AAAAAAAACzE/hFUICfqTmm0/s320/victrola_vv-xi_open.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to be there for the family to help in whatever way I could but was as equally happy to be on our way home. When we got home we unloaded the Victrola and I gingerly wheeled it downstairs. I could no longer resist and wound up the crank, placed a glass platter on the turntable, engaged the clockwork drive and slowly set the needle into the groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say the room was filled with the deep and rich sound of Amazing Grace but I can’t. This is a Victrola and the sound was of medium volume, quite high pitched (take all the bass and midrange out of your stereo) and scratchy. With all that going against this piece of equipment I could only imagine how this simple machine could entertain people and because it worked on a wind-up motor would play into the wee hours on many a small prairie home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Victor Talking Machine Company (also known as RCA Victor) you made being secluded without electricity bearable for many of our forefathers…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2061668377762745870?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2061668377762745870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2061668377762745870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2061668377762745870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2061668377762745870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/journey-not-wanted.html' title='A journey not wanted...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ShDpC9yI_HI/AAAAAAAACzE/hFUICfqTmm0/s72-c/victrola_vv-xi_open.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5875741939915336919</id><published>2009-05-03T22:23:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:19:58.506-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erin L'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaleena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kayla D'/><title type='text'>Too much noise, Too many people...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg92dmuTCTI/AAAAAAAACy8/3p4-evL3L8I/s1600-h/saIMGP6737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336614334440343858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg92dmuTCTI/AAAAAAAACy8/3p4-evL3L8I/s320/saIMGP6737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today started early… I had several shoots booked in to hopefully tie up the shooting roster for my book and Erin was doing a set for a local designer. There were people all over the place. Cords running here and there for the stylist and the MUA, clothes draped over this and that and basically the sound of action which was a bit overwhelming for some of the people there. But they soon got tuned in to the idea and then things started flowing more freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my day doing a shorter styled shoot with Anna. She is a bit more difficult to capture so I welcome the challenge anytime she is in the studio. Because of the challenge I look forward to working with her and attempt to work with her on finding just the right set of parameters. She was soon followed by Sarah and Kayla who I had interviewed awhile ago. Amongst the busy &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg92F_hpvsI/AAAAAAAACy0/pcWnhSOJvPw/s1600-h/stron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336613928781332162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg92F_hpvsI/AAAAAAAACy0/pcWnhSOJvPw/s320/stron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;people everywhere I was able to run them both through a first sitting to see what and where we could go. Sarah is likely to try for the book and I will know in a few days if this is one direction she wishes to have a shot at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleena soon arrived as it was her turn in the studio. She has been patiently working with me on the book as one of the people who is being photographed. I appreciate her patience and understanding as I know this was not a real easy thing for her to decide. For those working with me I respect your decision to be part of the work and I will not forget any of you. Whether or not the book sells, I will never forget your dedication and hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9110gi7HI/AAAAAAAACyo/wxDYLu6rz6o/s1600-h/saIMGP6923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336613650945993842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9110gi7HI/AAAAAAAACyo/wxDYLu6rz6o/s320/saIMGP6923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I finished with Kaleena’s sitting I came out of Studio 5. I noticed that one of the other people there (no name mentioned for various reasons) was crying. She looked at me and told me what she thought happened. I went downstairs with Kaleena to let her out of the studio building and to let in the husband of the person crying. We were all concerned but cleared up from the preparations for the shoot for the designer and left the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out later in the evening that while it was a scary thing to have happen, everyone was OK and should continue to be that way. This was comforting news to hear and I breathed a bit easier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Note: All images in this entry are ©2009 Phil Haskins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5875741939915336919?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5875741939915336919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5875741939915336919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5875741939915336919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5875741939915336919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/too-much-noise-too-many-people.html' title='Too much noise, Too many people...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg92dmuTCTI/AAAAAAAACy8/3p4-evL3L8I/s72-c/saIMGP6737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-1896456080496114851</id><published>2009-05-02T22:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:14:50.860-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meadow Lark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chrissy S'/><title type='text'>Missing someone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a day of my eyes not cooperating I was back into the studio to work with Christine. She had seen some of the photos of a friend of hers that I had done and wanted to see about having a go herself. This is a quiet girl and could very well find a niche in the industry somewhere. For the moment this shoot will give us an idea which direction to take and where we can work on t&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9u4V0fBuI/AAAAAAAACyg/EvZuYU-3yc0/s1600-h/saIMGP6618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336605997666338530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9u4V0fBuI/AAAAAAAACyg/EvZuYU-3yc0/s320/saIMGP6618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hings such as style and manor of posing. Christine seemed to enjoy herself and I am certain she will be back once the spring rush is done to further work on her skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigitte has been gone for a couple of days and is expected back home around or after supper. I have missed her since she left and even though the cats attempted to compensate it still was not the same without her. Even though there are days where she stays out of my way and relaxes in her recliner when she is totally gone away is when I truly feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigitte goes to work every day as do I and she asks me if I miss her while she is at work. I suppose I do to a degree but in reality she is just over there and I can picture her in her office working away. I am comforted knowing she is at task with whatever her employer has stuck her with this week. Do I miss her on a daily basis, only if I stop and devote my thoughts totally to her, then I will miss her. But you see much like Brigitte I am at task through the day and do not constantly think about her so I do not actually miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of you reading this can really disagree with this. If you are busy and working on something that requires your mind and thoughts then you are not actually thinking of your loved one who is at home or at work. If you are then you are not really concentrating on your work…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have quite moments, I am thinking about one member of my family or another. I am also thinking about some places I wish to make a pilgrimage to and whether or not I need to do it alone. There are moments that images from my work flood my mind as I think about the next step in the book or in the shooting images for it. It may be the thought of a grandchild, the smile of a happy dancer Elizabeth (whose shoot was cancelled today because Mom got a new job…) I will often let my mind wander to my upcoming wedding and who I still want to invite but in reality can’t because we have a lot coming already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy when you have a large family and a lot of friends but I have managed and so has Brigitte. My mind will wander to the day when I am no longer allowed to drive. Where will I be and what will I do when that happens, then I drag my mind away to fleeting images of those who I would love to capture in a special way but because I am trying to concentrate on my book feel there would not be time right now. Perhaps when summer is over and if I am still able to focus the Pentax I will then carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that are going on in my mind that I don’t have a lot of time to miss anyone. But without warning a very distinct thing will happen and then I begin to miss someone. I was sitting in the office and Noah came quietly into the room. He would sit beside me then standing on his hind legs he would reach and tap my arm. I would look down at him and knew it was his way of asking to come up onto my lap. He would only do this with Brigitte before, now he does it with me but when it happens or when Noah “talks” to me I instantly think of the woman who raised him from a kitten. It is a moment like that I miss Brigitte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meadowlark cheerfully whistling in the field will instantly grab my attention and bring my thoughts to my Dad. He would whistle like the lark at the oddest time and in the strangest places. For instance: we had both gone to the Sports and Leisure Show, he would go one way I would go another and through the din of the crowd I could here the shrill and cheerful whistle of the Meadow Lark and knew that Dad was looking for me. I will always smile and sometimes cry a little when I hear that call… one day I will hear it, and answer only to find my Dad smiling at me with his hand reaching for mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-1896456080496114851?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1896456080496114851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=1896456080496114851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1896456080496114851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1896456080496114851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/05/missing-someone.html' title='Missing someone...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9u4V0fBuI/AAAAAAAACyg/EvZuYU-3yc0/s72-c/saIMGP6618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5027702620055261878</id><published>2009-04-30T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:23:20.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Bon Voyage...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The doorbell rings at 645am and there is my Mother… Well I knew she was going to be in town this early as Brigitte, my sister, niece and Mom were headed off to Edmonton to shop and just do whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be stuck at home with the kids… Cleo and Noah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you I think most of you know these kids are actually cats and not much trouble at all. I did have things coming up and this would be a busy weekend for me. Cool… May is almost here, only hours away and getting that much closer to the grads I will be working with, weddings and other fun things. Not long till I say “I do…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5027702620055261878?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5027702620055261878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5027702620055261878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5027702620055261878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5027702620055261878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/04/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon Voyage...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2228670891189575602</id><published>2009-04-29T23:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:21:44.819-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenn H'/><title type='text'>Nothing gained by not trying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every once in awhile you run into someone who wants to give something a try and have not had the chance to do so. I have run into this a few times and will do what I can to at the very least give them a shot in studio shoot. I could not ever think of guaranteeing world success to anyone who comes into the studio but I will work to get a positive outcome from their experience. There are some that have a sitting, enjoy the time and try a variety of things only to &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9mjySL7dI/AAAAAAAACyY/vaVwpDT9Tdw/s1600-h/saIMGP6481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336596848436833746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9mjySL7dI/AAAAAAAACyY/vaVwpDT9Tdw/s320/saIMGP6481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leave with the experience and some well done photos and never to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all that is what I call a successful sitting. If one comes in and leaves with a smile and enjoys the time they had and the images that came from that shoot then I have done pretty good I think. There are a few who have gone on to bigger things and I am not sure I can take the credit for their success but perhaps photos I took were the wrench in the box of tools they needed to be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn is a person, she works hard at her day to day job and this is where I ran into her. It was apparent she had some interest in the studio and when we both realized she had gone to school with my daughter she then was able to put several things together. She had agreed to listen to what the studio was all about and did some test shots afterward. She seemed quite happy about the results and quite frankly I was too. I invited her back for some further work in some of the speculation pieces we are working on and to give modeling a wedding gown a shot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certain we will see more of Jenn and her ability. Even my daughter was happy to see her in the studio. Not everyone is successful, not everyone can have a relaxing time in the studio. I take care with each person and try to make the time in the studio fun and exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2228670891189575602?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2228670891189575602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2228670891189575602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2228670891189575602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2228670891189575602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-gained-by-not-trying.html' title='Nothing gained by not trying...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Sg9mjySL7dI/AAAAAAAACyY/vaVwpDT9Tdw/s72-c/saIMGP6481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7550993167976908393</id><published>2009-04-27T22:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:15:30.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rick'/><title type='text'>On we go... for all eternity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfaNJpky7NI/AAAAAAAACyA/wV8fRGcsva0/s1600-h/saIMGP5966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329602405958085842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfaNJpky7NI/AAAAAAAACyA/wV8fRGcsva0/s320/saIMGP5966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is done… after months of waiting as a master creates it is as done as it is going to be. I had the honour to pose for Master Painter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rougegallery.ca/gallery/main.php?g2_itemId=74" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rick Pilling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for a series of paintings he is undertaken. “Battle Hardened and Weary” was unveiled a couple of weeks ago actually and it took some time for the idea to soak in. When Rick last spoke with me he is looking at another piece based on this sitting that is larger and more involved. I hope to be able to see where this painting finally ends up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also tonight I had taken some time to work with a young model. Becca was in studio a couple of weeks ago with Tryna who is an amateur photographer. Tryna wanted to do a little bit of work in a studio and brought Becca along. I felt that the time spent with Becca was too short so I invited her back for a more extensive sitting. All went well and along with her Mom it was a relaxing and enjoyable sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfaPphwv6lI/AAAAAAAACyQ/B9T5y1HYb1I/s1600-h/saIMGP6342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329605152639806034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfaPphwv6lI/AAAAAAAACyQ/B9T5y1HYb1I/s320/saIMGP6342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of April is almost gone and today I watched a trio of golfers tee off from the first tee at the golf course outside and just west of my deck. I think I am about 200m away from the first tee so not only can we see the golfer we hear all of the colourful metaphors that are used as one slices out of bounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The shooting continues as does the writing… A concerted effort is being made by myself to have the shooting for the work completed in the next couple of months so that I will still have the ability to select the images. The points are down for part of the manuscript but with those few who are part of the project it will all soon be over short of a few retakes here and there. I do not see the light yet but I do feel a warm draft...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7550993167976908393?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7550993167976908393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7550993167976908393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7550993167976908393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7550993167976908393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-we-go-for-all-eternity.html' title='On we go... for all eternity.'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfaNJpky7NI/AAAAAAAACyA/wV8fRGcsva0/s72-c/saIMGP5966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8848590840118929798</id><published>2009-04-26T10:08:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:57:43.299-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blizzard'/><title type='text'>Recap and Update - Words and some photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been awhile since I last updated my blog but that is the beauty of having one and that is you can do what you want with it. Over the past month a number of things have happened. My work on “Shadows and Light – My Journey into Darkness” continues. I believe I have a group of dedicated people who want to work on the concept with me and I hope to have all the shooting done by July sometime. It has been an ongoing project and while it is a speculation piece I can see it begin to take shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSP_OQQPKI/AAAAAAAACwg/CQpr832Y2o4/s1600-h/blog+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329042575406939298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSP_OQQPKI/AAAAAAAACwg/CQpr832Y2o4/s320/blog+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do not see the light at the end of the tunnel but I believe it is there. So this entry will basically reflect a photographic history of some of the work I have done in several areas as well as a short recap of events. With the images in the order of which they were created I will likely babble on with a few things as well in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in April on an undisclosed date in an undisclosed location a very special event took place in my life. I cannot tell you about it as someone has asked me not to say a word. Needless to say it was a highlight and an exciting time for me as this is something I have always wanted to do. Go ahead… speculate as to what happened but let me tell you this: It was an amazing time and I am indebted to the man that made it all possible. Thank you so much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSPpo3QE3I/AAAAAAAACwQ/02hshrfvujw/s1600-h/blog+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329042204592706418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSPpo3QE3I/AAAAAAAACwQ/02hshrfvujw/s320/blog+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the past four weeks Brigitte and I went and got out marriage license and met with Rose who will be doing the ceremony for us. Rose confirmed once again what I already knew and that was the world we live in is not that big. In a random choice from a list of Marriage Commissioners Brigitte picked out Rose who used to board in a house four doors down from where my Mom lives back in the early 60’s. Now isn’t that something to think about. She knows the street and the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things stick out in my mind from the past month and one is being the only independent eye witness to a rather nasty collision on Highway #12 north of Saskatoon. As fate would have it was very fortunate that the woman’s van was hit where it was. You see if she was struck any further forward it is very likely she would be dead. The impact was at highway speed and sent her minivan into the centre ditch. You can tell from the photo it could have been worse. Her puppy (a rather old cocker) in the back of the minivan seemed quite excited as she stood with her front paws where a window used to be and was wagging her tail. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSOWrr1zkI/AAAAAAAACv4/Ccr-EqMjylI/s1600-h/SSPX0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329040779421011522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSOWrr1zkI/AAAAAAAACv4/Ccr-EqMjylI/s320/SSPX0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost like she was saying, “Do it again, do it again…” The drive was fine thankfully, just a bruised shoulder and quite upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSOj2rx88I/AAAAAAAACwA/ruIlErCoc98/s1600-h/blog+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSOwkjDp_I/AAAAAAAACwI/s7ic0u2HeWc/s1600-h/blog+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this past Friday we had a freak snowstorm roll through the province, it didn’t hit everywhere but it made a mess of the highway near where I live. I had to come in on this road and it was covered in heavy slush. This would tend to grab your tires and toss you around a bit and several vehicles did end up in the ditch. Well, I have only a few things to say about this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Saskatchewan and it can and will snow well into May.&lt;br /&gt;This is Saskatchewan and everyone should know when the weather gets bad, there will be ice on the roads and driving too fast for conditions is not smart. SLOW DOWN…Oh well, at least no one was hurt and no damage was done. Just took some crafty towing and driving to get out of the ditches and by morning you would never know it had snowed. This is my province and I like it here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later and not a huge gap between entries next time either. Have a super day and start each day with a smile…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8848590840118929798?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8848590840118929798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8848590840118929798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8848590840118929798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8848590840118929798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/04/recap-and-update-words-and-some-photos.html' title='Recap and Update - Words and some photos.'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSP_OQQPKI/AAAAAAAACwg/CQpr832Y2o4/s72-c/blog+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5371460709989615254</id><published>2009-04-26T09:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:01:15.194-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blaze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Da Tre 6'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amber B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna W'/><title type='text'>Recap and Update - Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSR4fvXvOI/AAAAAAAACx4/YjcSNkHjstA/s1600-h/blog+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329044658865028322" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSRHiwvmZI/AAAAAAAACww/qHjU-eMmL7E/s320/blog+(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSRCEdm0BI/AAAAAAAACwo/HUTTWku-w9U/s1600-h/blog+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329043723829825554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSRCEdm0BI/AAAAAAAACwo/HUTTWku-w9U/s320/blog+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5371460709989615254?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5371460709989615254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5371460709989615254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5371460709989615254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5371460709989615254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/04/recap-and-update-photos.html' title='Recap and Update - Photos'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SfSR4fvXvOI/AAAAAAAACx4/YjcSNkHjstA/s72-c/blog+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-1082953367961248084</id><published>2009-03-20T23:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:03:53.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out my back door...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was browsing through some of the various portfolios on some websites that I am part of and had a look in on the work of a model I have worked with and respect. I saw a recent addition to her portfolio with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/pic.php?pic_id=498e1d70db21f&amp;amp;date=2009-02-07%2015:46:57&amp;amp;id=593659&amp;amp;pid=10577068&amp;amp;the_count=&amp;amp;group_id"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I rather liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I liked the image I did find it a bit unsettling. Not in a real bad way but more of a curious way. The&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdV4gDOoI8I/AAAAAAAACvw/avBEDZUGWEs/s1600-h/saIMGP3853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320291026825913282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdV4gDOoI8I/AAAAAAAACvw/avBEDZUGWEs/s320/saIMGP3853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/pic.php?pic_id=498e1d70db21f&amp;amp;date=2009-02-07%2015:46:57&amp;amp;id=593659&amp;amp;pid=10577068&amp;amp;the_count=&amp;amp;group_id"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was done simply with existing light coming down a wooden staircase along a brick wall. The light was sunlight reflected through a skylight in the elevator mechanical room ceiling some 18 feet or so up from the models head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an awful lot of information to gather from a single &lt;a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/pic.php?pic_id=498e1d70db21f&amp;amp;date=2009-02-07%2015:46:57&amp;amp;id=593659&amp;amp;pid=10577068&amp;amp;the_count=&amp;amp;group_id"&gt;photograph&lt;/a&gt; but I am all too familiar with this staircase. I should be as it makes up one of the fire escapes in the building that houses my studio. As a matter of fact, the graffiti on the wall is about 8 feet from the door at the end of the hall and 24 feet from my studio. Today's image is the staircase in question but without the model. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure they had permission from the building owner to be there but could it be considered a bit rude to pick that spot? Perhaps not... I certainly don’t blame the photographer but the model knows that only mere feet away from that staircase she struck a pose, several actually for me and maybe she should have said something but again… I am assuming they had permission to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-1082953367961248084?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1082953367961248084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=1082953367961248084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1082953367961248084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1082953367961248084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-my-back-door.html' title='Out my back door...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdV4gDOoI8I/AAAAAAAACvw/avBEDZUGWEs/s72-c/saIMGP3853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8392671810370978109</id><published>2009-03-19T23:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:01:54.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legislature Building'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moose'/><title type='text'>Another First...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdVtq7rvmoI/AAAAAAAACvo/7rJUPOdysZo/s1600-h/saIMGP3690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320279119151209090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdVtq7rvmoI/AAAAAAAACvo/7rJUPOdysZo/s320/saIMGP3690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My eldest son was injured at work last year and needed someone to take him to Regina to see a specialist. He asked me and I of course was quite happy to take him for the journey. It is kind of neat in a few ways though…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, it would be two years ago now, back in February I think that I took Bruce on a trip to Hudson Bay. This trip was marked in our memories as it was on this trip that Bruce saw his first moose and later in the day was able to watch a herd of deer feeding on a hay bale near Somme. Well, lo and behold… on this trip to the Queen city I was able to show him for the first time the Provincial Legislature Building. How cool is that? (Yes I patted myself on the back and got a cramp doing that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just toward the north east corner of the large stone building there is a well designed war memorial to the two world wars, Korea and to the peacekeepers who have died. I won’t go into the details as I think that anyone reading this should see it if possible. It is one of the nicest ones I have seen next to the memorial at Vimy Ridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdVtkMncPDI/AAAAAAAACvg/DprOgWNwCpQ/s1600-h/saIMGP3695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320279003437481010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdVtkMncPDI/AAAAAAAACvg/DprOgWNwCpQ/s320/saIMGP3695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dropped Bruce off at the hospital and proceeded to meet up with a couple of colleagues. We sat and enjoyed a cup of coffee while spoke about common interests and the profession we have found ourselves in. I enjoyed the visit but it was soon time to go. My sister-in-law was in town visiting her Mom and Dad, so I scooted over to her Mom’s place and picked her up for the return journey to Saskatoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day and I enjoyed the time I had with Bruce. All in all, it is still always nice to come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8392671810370978109?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8392671810370978109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8392671810370978109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8392671810370978109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8392671810370978109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-first.html' title='Another First...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SdVtq7rvmoI/AAAAAAAACvo/7rJUPOdysZo/s72-c/saIMGP3690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2071501373401088959</id><published>2009-03-17T19:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:06:04.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>With me Always...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been ten years… I miss him still and I am sure I always will. There are moments in a day or even a week where I can picture him in that very same place with a look of concern, scorn or a happy twinkle in his eye. Funny, now as I think back over those many years that twinkle was there more than I first remembered. Or was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to him today, spent a moment standing in the snow knowing his body lay below but also knowing he was with his brother, his sister, his Mom and Dad somewhere peaceful. In what I hope to be many years to come, I will find myself with my father, ancestors and friends watching and waiting for my children to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been ten years… I miss him still and I am sure I always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2071501373401088959?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2071501373401088959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2071501373401088959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2071501373401088959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2071501373401088959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-me-always.html' title='With me Always...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4018980406831045848</id><published>2009-03-14T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:09:22.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Mr Clean.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hot water and soap… grab a mediocre mop and begin to wash the studio floor… I really had no idea it was that dingy but you know I looked at how clean it was and decided to paint it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All done and I was soon out of there to let it properly dry…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4018980406831045848?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4018980406831045848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4018980406831045848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4018980406831045848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4018980406831045848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-mr-clean.html' title='Thank you Mr Clean.'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2509942634519041179</id><published>2009-03-10T23:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:50:02.139-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochelle'/><title type='text'>No longer does a line divide them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Scr7Tib-9nI/AAAAAAAACvY/99KBoM4c25w/s1600-h/saIMGP3357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317338623144556146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Scr7Tib-9nI/AAAAAAAACvY/99KBoM4c25w/s320/saIMGP3357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because of a misconception these two fine people did not speak for some time. Did one forget what may have happened? Did they both come to terms with whatever the perceived problem is or was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To them (and to me) none of that matters, what does matter is they both came into the studio today to work on and develop a series of sittings based on their differences as well as the desire to find friendship and to work with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did they hit it off well but the perception they gave of what they felt the sitting was about came through loud and clear. They will be back for the second part of the sitting as well as other work together. To you I present found again friends; Michelle and Rochelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2509942634519041179?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2509942634519041179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2509942634519041179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2509942634519041179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2509942634519041179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-longer-does-line-divide-them.html' title='No longer does a line divide them...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/Scr7Tib-9nI/AAAAAAAACvY/99KBoM4c25w/s72-c/saIMGP3357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5070282115021557365</id><published>2009-03-08T23:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:26:52.053-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deposit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna W'/><title type='text'>Dedicated Souls – Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While the chronology of a comment received about my last entry is several days after the entry I figured that seeing how I sometimes delay writing or am delayed for whatever the reason might be I would address it in this entry. It is kind of funny as if I held up a true timeline with the comment I would not be getting it for a couple of days yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is an investment and time is money. Everyone has a value attached to the time the use for something like work, recreation, relaxation or artistic endeavors. It was noted after the last booking that did not show up that perhaps I should set a deposit for each booking and make it refundable when a model or client shows up or carry it on as a credit towards something. Maintaining this deposit could become a nightmare in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScUERYljt3I/AAAAAAAACvQ/2ERSOXI1cCI/s1600-h/sdaIMGP3056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315659631885006706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScUERYljt3I/AAAAAAAACvQ/2ERSOXI1cCI/s320/sdaIMGP3056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When it comes to weddings or large sittings where the studio or the photographers are being booked for a future date I do charge a hefty deposit and it is not refundable unless I back out of the arrangement or something really bizarre happens. This is merely a reservation deposit for a date and nothing more. Now when it comes to models I want to be able to weed out those who are not dedicated or responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a model has a specific concept that he/she wants to develop then I will charge a deposit for a specific date to be reserved. I work with a super group of people and if one does not show up without calling they know they will never shoot again with anyone in the studio (to some that may be no loss) All those I work with know and respect this. I will trust them to be there on time and they all are intelligent enough to pick up a phone and call, even text… not one of the people that have failed to show up has been without a cell phone. Those I work with know if they let me down and don’t call they are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event I appreciate the thoughts that came to me from an anonymous reader but for the most part it is not a practical way for me to conduct my work. There are some things you are not aware of I would think, but if you were someone who wanted to, letting me know who you are may add some weight to the suggestion. If you have access to this blog then you have access to my email and other contact information just like the would-be model who failed to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScUD0H7C4LI/AAAAAAAACvI/EnDUa-7Nj5s/s1600-h/saIMGP3150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315659129195520178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScUD0H7C4LI/AAAAAAAACvI/EnDUa-7Nj5s/s320/saIMGP3150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedication can be found in people like Brittany who want to be able to bring across an image that will work with the project at hand. She has had a few shoots here and each one shows a certain strength and ability. While I do not profess to be an expert I do know what angles work for me and what lighting works for me and to develop a wonderful image from the light, angles and shadows (or lack of them) is what I will strive to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany has worked effectively with everything from weapons to umbrellas. From a demure but guerrilla like commando wielding a Samurai sword to a more sophisticated look with an umbrella that was older than the two of us put together. Always on time and even arriving before an early Make-Up call at one of her sittings. During her shoot this afternoon there was chatter between Brittany and Jenna who seemed very happy to be part of everything taking place. Student Lacey was joining in on the conversation and also stopped to work with Brittany as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very productive day; I didn’t need someone else’s deposit money to make it any better just a few dedicated people and today worked out wonderfully well. If someone doesn’t show up I really don’t care as it is not my loss and I actually gain as my day is then free to do other work or simply relax. With my vision on its way out the door I don’t have the time to worry about flakes. I do have some important (to me and some of those I work with) project work to complete and have the dedicated people working with me on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This and those who want to learn is where my resources will be directed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your comment… it is your turn to bring donuts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5070282115021557365?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5070282115021557365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5070282115021557365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5070282115021557365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5070282115021557365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/dedicated-souls-part-2.html' title='Dedicated Souls – Part 2'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScUERYljt3I/AAAAAAAACvQ/2ERSOXI1cCI/s72-c/sdaIMGP3056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5633894422986778478</id><published>2009-03-08T23:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:20:30.254-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacey K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna W'/><title type='text'>Dedicated Souls - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCELUEEojI/AAAAAAAACvA/LiKSnMmuc2k/s1600-h/saIMGP3053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314392890196402738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCELUEEojI/AAAAAAAACvA/LiKSnMmuc2k/s320/saIMGP3053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really am losing patience with some people… I hear the voices say this is something they have always wanted to try,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we work together to build a portfolio for me?&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me with posing and how to pose in a studio?&lt;br /&gt;Will you work with me so that I can have a shot at being successful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer in this case was sure… I would love to so do you think you could have the decency to at least SHOW UP. Well another name gets taken totally off the list as I have said I don’t have the time for that immature bullshit. Everyone’s time is valuable to one degree or another so don’t waste my time as I have things to do and people who honestly have the drive to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a brief note there will be some sittings I will be scheduling over the next while that may not exactly meet the scheduling requirements of the person I am scheduling. I have always said I would do my best to compensate those dedicated souls who lost time. It won’t happen often however this will determine those who are very serious. I would of course give ample notice for those who work and if it is a student, it would not be during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCECUICWtI/AAAAAAAACu4/q9X5XGzf7S8/s1600-h/saIMGP3044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314392735594207954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCECUICWtI/AAAAAAAACu4/q9X5XGzf7S8/s320/saIMGP3044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well… Lacey is a person who is dedicated to learning and was scheduled to come in for some in studio instruction today. Upon hearing that the morning sitting went down the toilet she asked if she could bring along a friend to pose for some instructional work and so that time would not be wasted. I agreed as I really didn’t want to get to work on some of the maintenance things that needed to be done in the studio. Well it wasn’t too long before Lacey wandered in with her friend Jenna in tow. I sat with Jenna and showed her some of the work I have done and we talked about the projects and the studio in general. She seemed very interested and of course nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began to teach… Lacey was there to learn and I was there to help her along. I began with some simple lighting and getting Lacey’s camera synched to the studio lights. Once that was accomplished she began to take a few photos and we checked them over as each one was done. A correction here and there and her confidence slowly grew. While all this was happening I noted that Jenna had become more relaxed so I made a few adjustments, picked up my camera and peering through the viewfinder captured a single image of Jenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5633894422986778478?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5633894422986778478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5633894422986778478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5633894422986778478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5633894422986778478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/dedicated-souls-part-1.html' title='Dedicated Souls - Part 1'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCELUEEojI/AAAAAAAACvA/LiKSnMmuc2k/s72-c/saIMGP3053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8096851786897875850</id><published>2009-03-01T23:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:20:12.070-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay D'/><title type='text'>This is March?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCDBsYkW6I/AAAAAAAACuw/h0KQZm0tfS4/s1600-h/saIMGP2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314391625414499234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCDBsYkW6I/AAAAAAAACuw/h0KQZm0tfS4/s320/saIMGP2646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peace and quiet reigns supreme today. Only a few things going on studio wise and will have most of the day to get things caught up and try to spend a wee bit of down time as well. Have had very little of that and while the occasional TV show or even a M*A*S*H rerun is a small respite. Somewhere along the line I will be seriously looking at a “Where in the heck did Phil go?” kind of day. Not sure when I will be able to take such a day as I do wish to consider several things and one or two people in such a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCC7xKKayI/AAAAAAAACuo/mEkPvN2QYHE/s1600-h/saIMGP2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314391523617041186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCC7xKKayI/AAAAAAAACuo/mEkPvN2QYHE/s320/saIMGP2690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get things rolling Lindsay is back in the studio for further shooting of no particular style. I asked her to come back to see where we might work with her on several things and to get an idea of what she would be like to work with. The sitting went very well indeed and I am confident that she will return for more formal sittings along with some of the crazier ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8096851786897875850?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8096851786897875850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8096851786897875850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8096851786897875850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8096851786897875850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-march.html' title='This is March?'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScCDBsYkW6I/AAAAAAAACuw/h0KQZm0tfS4/s72-c/saIMGP2646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4135537328242757992</id><published>2009-02-28T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:19:55.998-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacey K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah V'/><title type='text'>Ram Jam Full...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScB2fR1tT0I/AAAAAAAACug/tIiNHm6IHlI/s1600-h/saIMGP2464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314377840033877826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScB2fR1tT0I/AAAAAAAACug/tIiNHm6IHlI/s320/saIMGP2464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What an incredibly busy place the studio was today… there were (let me see here) Myself, MUA Karen, MUA/Model Tasha, models Kristen and Rochelle, U of S student and photographer Mishelle (and her husband), her model Season, Lacey (student photographer) so in total I think there were ten people milling about. Oh Yes, Karen had brought a friend along as well to have some photographs done with Karen’s make-up work. Sarah was along as a willing (?) participant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is an amazing woman in several ways. She has her Master’s Degree in English, she is a writer and has a production company and is the 24th person and first Canadian woman to receive the Hybrid Cochlear Implant. She went from being deaf to hearing and enjoying &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScB2VfKN71I/AAAAAAAACuY/b4yWix2DjI4/s1600-h/saIMGP2412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314377671810871122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScB2VfKN71I/AAAAAAAACuY/b4yWix2DjI4/s320/saIMGP2412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sounds all around her. We talked about her implant and how it could possibly be photographed and we also spoke about my condition and how it is affecting me. I enjoyed having this opportunity to speak with her and the best photo was a casual one before she even hit Karen’s chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the shoot that was undertaken by Mishelle was for her class project. I and the others are anxious to see what comes out of this but I know that everyone enjoyed themselves and a lot was accomplished and learned. I would like to have spent more time with some of them but with all the hustle and bustle it simply was not practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow should be quieter in the studio and I know that next week I will have a lot to do. With the project work gearing up over April and May I will be concentrating and hopefully not neglectful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4135537328242757992?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4135537328242757992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4135537328242757992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4135537328242757992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4135537328242757992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/ram-jam-full.html' title='Ram Jam Full...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/ScB2fR1tT0I/AAAAAAAACug/tIiNHm6IHlI/s72-c/saIMGP2464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4788076602767816197</id><published>2009-02-27T23:03:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:55:15.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too beautiful not to share... (click Title)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn up your volume, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lean your head back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and close your eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think of peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think of love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is an &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mMVxzEueJ6A"&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid271552717/bctid1913313052"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4788076602767816197?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mMVxzEueJ6A' title='Too beautiful not to share... 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(click Title)'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8090364348679665959</id><published>2009-02-26T22:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:14:24.496-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><title type='text'>Find a path and take it...</title><content type='html'>There have not been a lot of entries lately and it could be for several reasons. But the one thing you must remember this blog is mine and I can do pretty much anything with it I want to including ignoring it. But that is something I won’t do as this little piece of cyberspace is like a child in some respects and it needs to be cared for and nurtured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew exactly what I wanted for this child I would be able to carefully steer it in the right direction and along the right path. I have done this before with real people (my own 4 children) and it is not an easy thing to do and rarely is one completely successful. Unlike this blog you simply cannot re-write or delete a child. You cannot physically tear it apart piece by piece and hope to rebuild it. Mind you some have done these things to a child but that is really not cool and in the long run do not solve a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much like my mind this blog shall run amok aimlessly in the inter-web abyss and as I have the time and the inclination will continue with updates and other such things. My work has become pressing and visually I had the worst month ever in February with weather and heavy overcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To brighten the day from a shoot with Tasha on Tuesday I leave you with this image…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SbKcyqcSOXI/AAAAAAAACuQ/SbtuN_libus/s1600-h/saIMGP2281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310479304823552370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SbKcyqcSOXI/AAAAAAAACuQ/SbtuN_libus/s320/saIMGP2281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8090364348679665959?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8090364348679665959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8090364348679665959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8090364348679665959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8090364348679665959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/find-path-and-take-it.html' title='Find a path and take it...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SbKcyqcSOXI/AAAAAAAACuQ/SbtuN_libus/s72-c/saIMGP2281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5043881590678707440</id><published>2009-02-22T22:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:46:42.330-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaleena'/><title type='text'>Her loss, my gain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYeAlqN8rI/AAAAAAAACuI/IDGhhljoQ0A/s1600-h/saIMGP2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306962206360728242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYeAlqN8rI/AAAAAAAACuI/IDGhhljoQ0A/s320/saIMGP2139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was uncertain of her ability, unsure of which direction to take. The interview was good several weeks ago and her enthusiasm seemed high and energetic. I was looking forward to having Sara L into the studio to begin a series of photographs to build her portfolio and to get things rolling for her. She is very pretty and has a good attitude. She also failed to show up or call for her first shoot. No second chance for anyone who does that. Off the list they go, dropped from the roster and the time and energy will be spent with those who have the true desire and drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleena is such a person. She has been on many shoots with me, worked several weddings and has since today been the subject of a sitting or two. The first time was basically putting her through a Test Sitting. This time she was there to try something a bit more sultry but to also give “Shadows &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYdsTv3N3I/AAAAAAAACuA/FNR21QD4S4s/s1600-h/saIMGP2116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306961857955182450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYdsTv3N3I/AAAAAAAACuA/FNR21QD4S4s/s320/saIMGP2116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Light” a go. I know this project has interested her to some degree and she is being very helpful in consenting to doing a trial shoot. I only hope she chooses to see it through to the end as after this set I know she would be an awesome addition the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those involved and to those considering it like Kaleena did, I give you my deepest gratitude. It is with people such as yourselves that I still believe that most are willing to help their fellow human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5043881590678707440?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5043881590678707440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5043881590678707440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5043881590678707440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5043881590678707440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/her-loss-my-gain.html' title='Her loss, my gain...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYeAlqN8rI/AAAAAAAACuI/IDGhhljoQ0A/s72-c/saIMGP2139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-3230314565422768820</id><published>2009-02-21T23:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:24:11.964-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death from Beyond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sasha and Stephen'/><title type='text'>Shadows of a new life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYVtleAQsI/AAAAAAAACt4/fPlKGGDOEHU/s1600-h/saIMGP1750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306953083798962882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYVtleAQsI/AAAAAAAACt4/fPlKGGDOEHU/s320/saIMGP1750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been awhile since Leigh has graced Studio 5. She is a very interesting woman who has brought a slightly different look and feel to the studio and some of its work. She and her boyfriend Jon arrived in excellent time which I like. Everyone knows I really do not like it when someone is late. We set to work and before we even had a chance to get started my lovely fiancé arrived at the studio after driving in from out of town with the CD's I had forgotten at home. She also took this opportunity to say hello to Leigh and Jon and visit for a moment before we got started. We both rather like Jon, he is funny and entertaining and seems to balance Leigh quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had hoped to do some on the roof however the staircase was a bit un-nerving for Leigh and I can see why. While it is a sturdy set of stairs it is rather steep and you can see right down the old elevator shaft. As brave as she tried to be, the courage could not be mustered to climb up to the roof. Time would not be wasted and we set to work back in the studio. Working with a variety of themes and a snazzy guitar (on loan from the “Sparks” collection) we set to work. The images seemed wonderful on the tiny view screen but I would not be certain until they were on a larger screen as my eyesight is not as sharp anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some super work done we then set to the more quiet series which Leigh has referred to as “my baby”. In a way I do agree with her as this project has been something&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYVdKau4AI/AAAAAAAACtw/MEknjmx9bmY/s1600-h/saIMGP1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306952801659576322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYVdKau4AI/AAAAAAAACtw/MEknjmx9bmY/s320/saIMGP1803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been working on for over three years now and have finally been able to corner a group of dedicated souls that are willing and want to see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;through to the project completion. “Shadows and Light – Death from Beyond, my Journey into Darkness” is a soul searching project that has brought many fascinating images to mind and to print. As time goes by the manuscript will be completed as will image selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the assistance of a few (to be named later) fine models, with Brigitte’s loving and patient support, and the future assistance from photographers Kaleena (also part of the model roster) and Erin I am more comfortable with the knowledge that this project will be completed. I had feared for some time that my vision would not allow or would hinder my progress but I do feel with some degree more confident but with reservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Leigh and Jon left I was joined by Sasha and her fiancé Stephen. We sat down in the lounge of Studio 5 and talked about their upcoming wedding as well as the awaited birth of their child. I will be part of this as a photographer covering their wedding as well as the progression of Sasha (under the direction of Erin) as she grows into motherhood. This always fills me with joy and glee when I talk to new parents about their little miracle of life. I also giggle a little but share with them a little of what is to come as this tiny life grows…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-3230314565422768820?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3230314565422768820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=3230314565422768820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3230314565422768820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/3230314565422768820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/shadows-of-new-life.html' title='Shadows of a new life...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SaYVtleAQsI/AAAAAAAACt4/fPlKGGDOEHU/s72-c/saIMGP1750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7422039438609568755</id><published>2009-02-20T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:15:44.018-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erin L'/><title type='text'>Re-Alignment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over the past few days I have been getting a few things together and thoughts organized.  Yesterday I met with Erin who is an awesome photographer in my humble opinion. I have seen some of her work with babies and expectant Moms and I am really quite envious of her ability. I don’t know what it is but there seems to be an influence from Anne Geddes. Some of the work she has done is so sweet and peaceful I simply cannot describe it. Perhaps she will allow me to post one or two of her works here in my blog…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Erin has come to me to learn and expand her experience and I will also tap into her experiences as well. Between our two studios I think a new look will emerge. While we both will maintain our separate identities as far as studio operations and names is concerned, we are now both moving into and sharing a single space. Utilizing equipment both bring into the operation and sharing work as well as ideas to bring a much more aligned studio into play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out world…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7422039438609568755?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7422039438609568755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7422039438609568755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7422039438609568755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7422039438609568755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/re-alignment.html' title='Re-Alignment...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7392802888270290520</id><published>2009-02-14T23:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:23:11.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's and Guns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What an interesting day... We all loaded ourselves into the big truck of Brigitte's Dad and went off to Assiniboine where there was a Hobby and Gun show in the Civic Centre there. Well what a disappointment as there was only a couple of other hobbies and a shit load of guns. I mean it was kind of cool seeing some of the old coins and such the one collector had there, further down were teddy bears made out of old fur coats and they were &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZnKdSOuE_I/AAAAAAAACtg/JZKAQjdxn80/s1600-h/50CalSniperRifle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;really cute. On the other side of the hall was the man who made sausage and had some all cooked to have a taste test with. I was still recovering from my Deja Vu chicken overdose from the day before so was not really interested. I did have a short trip down a dark lane of my memory when I came across a collector of guns (weapons) and there on display (minus the scope) was a single shot 50 calibre rifle. The very same make as I have had the dis-pleasure of using before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303493066768418786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZnK2Fl6h-I/AAAAAAAACto/7G1zFLMAdOA/s320/50CalSniperRifle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still it was kind of neat talking to some of the locals and I enjoyed the trip there as well as the backroad trip back to Willow Bunch. There was talk this morning and in the truck about what today is and there are varying opinions as to the origin of Valentine's Day. Some experts state that it originated from St. Valentine, a Roman who was martyred for refusing to give up Christianity. He died on February 14, 269 A.D., the same day that had been devoted to love lotteries. Legend also says that St. Valentine left a farewell note for the jailer's daughter, who had become his friend, and signed it "From Your Valentine". Other aspects of the story say that Saint Valentine served as a priest at the temple during the reign of Emperor Claudius. Claudius then had Valentine jailed for defying him. In 496 A.D. Pope Gelasius set aside February 14 to honour St. Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it a brief history as to what Valentine’s Day is about. The rest was developed when Miss Esther Howland sent the first valentine card. Commercial valentines were introduced in the 1800's and now the date is much commercialized. The town of Loveland, Colorado, does a large post office business around February 14. The spirit of good continues as valentines are sent out with sentimental verses and children exchange valentine cards at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a religious day turned into a money making day for some and a day of sorrow for others. In &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZnI9I0jnjI/AAAAAAAACtY/S8KD5Hwoz6s/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303490988870966834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZnI9I0jnjI/AAAAAAAACtY/S8KD5Hwoz6s/s320/valentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1929 seven men were gunned down in a garage allegedly by the mobster Al Capone. The massacre was deadly, gruesome and quite complete. Also this day does not help those who want to be loved but have no one. It is a day that some expect things to be given to them like candy and flowers but they have no one. It is a two way street but when you think someone likes you but maybe in a way that differs a person can be hurt when they expect something but get nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not celebrate Valentine’s Day and neither does Brigitte. We are not cold people as most of you know but the true meaning of the day has nothing to do with what the greeting card companies have made it to be. Much like Christmas actually but things are a bit different with that holiday. I have seen mention on various Facebook profiles about how someone hates this day and another didn’t have any greetings sent their way to wish them love and the best of the day. Well, what can I say? Not much I am afraid. I don’t support the day as it has become and if you expect something from someone and don’t get it then perhaps the onus was on you to make the first move. So my advice to you is stop weeping about it and next year do something yourself instead of waiting for someone else…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a girl and she has met a boy. She is afraid she is falling fast and hard for him and really does not want to get hurt or lose him. I am no expert but have lived a reasonably good life. Yes I am about to enter into a second marriage but you must realize the first one did not fail; it just came to an end. I have four super kids from my first marriage and 6.2 super grandkids as well so that is hardly a failure. I look forward to spending the second half of my life with Brigitte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this girl to know I had fallen for a few girls over the last 35 years and was hurt in some of the relationships, puzzled by others and was lucky to get out of one of them. She must also know that she is young yet and can withstand the blow of a relationship ending. There will be others. Live each day fully, enjoy the time you have with this man. Learn from him and take what you learn with you should it end. But if it continues and grows then your fears will be slowly consumed by your love for him and his love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine’s Day to those sucked in by the commercial entities…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7392802888270290520?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7392802888270290520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7392802888270290520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7392802888270290520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7392802888270290520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-and-guns.html' title='Valentine&apos;s and Guns...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZnK2Fl6h-I/AAAAAAAACto/7G1zFLMAdOA/s72-c/50CalSniperRifle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6084489812903280889</id><published>2009-02-13T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:24:12.090-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Willow Bunch'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13th...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brigitte and I set off today on a journey. It wasn’t terribly far but some of the roads can be boring and we will be traveling in the dark on a highway we have never been on. Our destination was Willow Bunch. It is a small community in the far southern part of Saskatchewan nearly straight south of Moose Jaw. If you have a burning desire to find out exactly where it is do what I did… Google it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were off to spend some time with Brigitte’s Dad and step-mom in their new home. The trip itself was good and I could drive as far as Moose Jaw before the light was faded enough I could no longer drive. We stopped at this quaint little restaurant near the casino called Déjà vu. There primary specialty was chicken but they also served fish. Wings and strips were the mainstay of the menu but you had a choice of coatings and dips. The list was endless it seemed and I estimated about 50-75 different coatings and dips available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top that all off the list of milkshake flavours was as extensive. From your standard chocolate and vanilla to pistachio (looked like it glowed in the dark) macadamia nut and the list goes on and on. At least 40 different flavours just like a Baskin-Robin’s ice cream shop. Choices and more choices and it was really tasty too. The strips were thick and juicy, the flavour was exquisite and yes, I ate too much so it was a good thing I wasn’t driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived safely and relaxed. I did not bring my cell phone, camera or lap-top with me on this trip as I needed to separate myself from my work for a few days. I regret not having taken my camera however I will get over it and plan to return to the area this summer. I think it would look beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I survived yet another Friday the 13th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6084489812903280889?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6084489812903280889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6084489812903280889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6084489812903280889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6084489812903280889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4024206264407301770</id><published>2009-02-10T23:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:52:53.148-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bullies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gangs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Violence'/><title type='text'>Another's "Shadow"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out of the shadows comes a young man Austin. He has been in studio once before and has a good resolve to exceed as a male model. Over time his skills will develop and he will grow to a fine young man but for now we will work on posing skills and add his ability to some of the projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a multiple posed shot tonight and having several different tops available the topic of tonight’s work was based on bullying and gang violence. Austin’s Mother works in one of the city’s high school and has recently had a workshop or something on gang violence. Tonight that was our focus, Austin took on the role of a persecuted young boy as well as the roles of the very gang members that were “beating” him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the image is completed with post production we should have a full view of the cycle of a bully in a few photographs. Mind you I left everything at the studio tonight as I knew if I brought it home I would be up till the wee hours working on the image. Once I have it done I will post it along with a few others but for now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will rest.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4024206264407301770?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4024206264407301770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4024206264407301770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4024206264407301770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4024206264407301770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/anothers-shadow.html' title='Another&apos;s &quot;Shadow&quot;...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5025161135675539993</id><published>2009-02-09T23:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:14:13.115-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaleena'/><title type='text'>"I think I can..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been starting my days a bit later than usual do to the poor light in the morning. It is not as easy as it used to be to drive on low light conditions and today was the worse day I have seen in years. I was able to give a better idea to others what I see or don’t see and using the descriptions of what is there I can then relate back to the ability I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my friend David to come outside and to the street for a moment and I asked him what he could see. I was familiar with the street and with today’s fog I knew his visibility would be reduced. I gave him the last landmark I could see in the reduced light and asked him what he could see from beyond that point. He was able to identify some rail cars, one of the large warehouses on the north side of the street and a few other smaller objects beyond that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZms0eITKrI/AAAAAAAACtQ/31G0_uc-SIw/s1600-h/sa1IMGP0739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303460053646518962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZms0eITKrI/AAAAAAAACtQ/31G0_uc-SIw/s320/sa1IMGP0739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I then told him the building I had him look beyond was the furthest thing away from me that I could see. I will try this again in full daylight but it gave him a much better idea as to what was happening with my vision. Basically what you see in the fog I need a sunny bright day to see. This is of course based on the conditions at that time of the day. Had we had this fog without overcast conditions I would have seen further. This in itself is a bit unsettling and borders frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest child wants to be able to do one more trip with me into the mountains as it has been 12 years since she last went. I have a lot I want to show her and teach her about the history of the region as well. Will I have time to do that? I really don’t know. My boys (Bruce and Reg) still want me to take them to Grey Owl’s cabin on Ajawaan Lake. We almost made it there about 11 years ago but my memory of the area sucked and we found the wrong lake. This is something I want to be able to do but it might be a case of them taking me and letting me teach them about Archie Bellamy (Grey Owl) his pet beavers Rawhide and Jellyroll and the conservation efforts of this unique man (Lately portrayed in a movie by Pierce Brosnan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grandchildren who will likely not learn the things I learned from my father and grandfather but I will do what I can to teach them. It is apparent I have a head full of information and while some of it is totally useless garbage there are bits and pieces that in the right situation will be useful and make sense even to me. I must have faith that I will be able to share my life with others and teach my children should they want to learn. I must have faith and patience in completing my work. It may not be earth shattering work but it is my work and my dream to bring this out into the open for others to share and perhaps learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmqfT_HesI/AAAAAAAACtI/Pp57NhvObeM/s1600-h/lileBook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303457491123141314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmqfT_HesI/AAAAAAAACtI/Pp57NhvObeM/s320/lileBook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my child hood comes a fleeting memory… When I asked Kaleena about her thoughts on “Shadows and Light – Death from Beyond” her answer was a simple four words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think I can…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that flooded my mind was a story that my father read to me as a boy about a tired old steam locomotive who had to pull a train up a long hill and over the top as he was the only one left to do it. He kept repeating “I think I can, I think I can…” over and over in his mind and finally was able to scream out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I KNOW I CAN!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I will…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5025161135675539993?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5025161135675539993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5025161135675539993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5025161135675539993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5025161135675539993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-i-can.html' title='&quot;I think I can...&quot;'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZms0eITKrI/AAAAAAAACtQ/31G0_uc-SIw/s72-c/sa1IMGP0739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6756726094767048987</id><published>2009-02-08T23:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:25:27.145-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Benjamin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda T'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaleena'/><title type='text'>It was a tad brisk on the hill...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmhasJaY5I/AAAAAAAACtA/30Dz3pCM-ts/s1600-h/saIMGP1189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303447516104778642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmhasJaY5I/AAAAAAAACtA/30Dz3pCM-ts/s320/saIMGP1189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I book a shoot like this then rely on Mother Nature to provide a suitable weather base in which to work. I had kept an eye on the weather (WX in the Amateur Radio world) and hoped that the predictions would hold. The temperature was agreeable and in sheltered areas is felt quite nice. However when arriving on top of the snow covered hill I would be shooting at I could feel the cold and biting wind as it swept across the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing a snowboard shoot today, rather a shoot with 4 models that had snowboards and bikinis. This is one of the last group location sittings I would be doing as they are not the easiest thing to organize and are hard to shoot unless you have more than one photographer. I was blessed today as Kaleena had joined us for this project. Also along were Tasha, Rochelle, Kristen and Amanda with Rochelle’s fiancé Ben and Kristen’s Mom for moral support. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmhTDtJ54I/AAAAAAAACs4/e9zUJqz2pBk/s1600-h/saIMGP1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303447384989755266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmhTDtJ54I/AAAAAAAACs4/e9zUJqz2pBk/s320/saIMGP1302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoot went ok but not terrific. One of the models was having serious issues with the sun which didn’t work well with some of the group shots but I eventually gave in and they all donned sunglasses which helped hide squinty eyes. I did the group and individuals on the hill a little quicker than I liked but these people were getting cold and I didn’t relish the thought of thawing them out. I kept the van running and toasty warm inside for any that needed to warm up but they were all troopers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmhGS6o6II/AAAAAAAACsw/wha5cp-SFFk/s1600-h/saIMGP1268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303447165734545538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmhGS6o6II/AAAAAAAACsw/wha5cp-SFFk/s320/saIMGP1268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the hill work was done we ventured down to the same area that the “Signature” photo of Kelsey in a fur coat was captured. The wind there was calm and we again set out with individuals as well as a smaller set of group photos. I had sent Tasha on her way as she had a formal set she was doing later and needed time to get ready. All in all it was a good time and some super images were captured. To these brave souls I give all the credit and thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmg-XF3mxI/AAAAAAAACso/FmSynZYRL1k/s1600-h/saIMGP1170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303447029416434450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmg-XF3mxI/AAAAAAAACso/FmSynZYRL1k/s320/saIMGP1170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch I met with Tasha downtown where we did a bit of a formal set both outdoors at the base of the bridge and then into a lavishly decorated hotel. I have made use of this structure before with outstanding results and while the area does not change I still attempt to bring a different look or flavour to each set done there. I don’t like sittings that begin to look like someone else’s work. I do my best to keep a shoot as individual to the person as the person is an individual and deserves something unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmgos_xLnI/AAAAAAAACsg/DT4ZouACfCA/s1600-h/saIMGP1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303446657339305586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmgos_xLnI/AAAAAAAACsg/DT4ZouACfCA/s320/saIMGP1533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More and more I tire sooner with a shoot and while I have stepped up some work I have also scaled back on other work. I have found pretty much everyone I need or want to work on some of the projects and even though two have not fully committed to them I will not be interviewing anyone else for them or anything else for that matter unless the offer something truly interesting and unique. My mind is reeling with concepts and ideas and those working with me now will have the opportunity to work with-in those ideas as some have already begun this creative journey with me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6756726094767048987?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6756726094767048987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6756726094767048987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6756726094767048987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6756726094767048987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-was-tad-brisk-on-hill.html' title='It was a tad brisk on the hill...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZmhasJaY5I/AAAAAAAACtA/30Dz3pCM-ts/s72-c/saIMGP1189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-2571028784883434393</id><published>2009-02-07T22:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:17:12.019-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mentor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erin L'/><title type='text'>Class is in session...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD_d4pLM3I/AAAAAAAACsY/pbDODQsG36c/s1600-h/saIMGP1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017650301449074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD_d4pLM3I/AAAAAAAACsY/pbDODQsG36c/s320/saIMGP1112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few months ago I became a Mentor on a popular website and online portfolio service I belong to. With this does come some responsibility. Along with following the threads in the Mentorship program I have opened up my studio to other photographers to learn my methods and techniques to see what if anything can be used and adapted to fit their own individual style and practice. This is not something a lot of photographers would do. I mean who knows what secrets someone might steal. I am freely giving out my secrets (to a point) because at sometime I won’t be able to use them so why not share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A local photographer who has a knack for working with babies and expectant Moms, couples and the like had been looking to expand her field into the modeling and fashion industry. I looked at the work she had posted and I loved what I was looking at. She had come earlier to a shoot with Natalie and was asking a bunch of questions and I delighted in giving her the answers. Now it was her turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD_SybLAxI/AAAAAAAACsQ/FKC8Nwajvsk/s1600-h/saIMGP1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017459653542674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD_SybLAxI/AAAAAAAACsQ/FKC8Nwajvsk/s320/saIMGP1114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had suggested she make a point of coming up to learn certain aspects of the studio operation to see if she could utilize it in her craft and perhaps learn at the same time. We made arrangements and booked the studio for her and a model she was bringing along. This was more of a friend who liked helping Erin out in learning and was quite welcome in the studio. I figured I would up the ante a little bit and asked Tasha who is a model and a student at one of the local beauty schools in the city. She was coming close to the end of the makeup portion of her classes and this would give her a bit of practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD-93CaSpI/AAAAAAAACsI/bzzOJzNaTzk/s1600-h/saIMGP1121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301017100114610834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD-93CaSpI/AAAAAAAACsI/bzzOJzNaTzk/s320/saIMGP1121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Erin, her model Lindsay, Tasha and I all met at the studio for a workshop in lighting and a studio primer of sorts. We were to be joined by another student in photography but unfortunately she did not make it. I later found out she looked for the van (parked in the back to avoid the parking meter) and not seeing it figured I was not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Lindsay was in the capable hands of Tasha I took Erin to the lounge where we went through the portfolios and some of the project work that had either been started or was in the planning stages. We then went into the studio and sorted out some of the settings on her camera and set the sync to the studio lighting. We were ready and so was Lindsay. I made some pointers and basically assisted Erin in her work. It was quite enjoyable and I even found time to capture a few images on my own even though I was more interested in the progress of my student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a quick addition of some new artwork on Lindsay’s face and we were back at shooting. I did a quick run through of several different lighting options in the studio and I am certain that Erin will find the space very useful and soon collaborations will begin to take shape. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD-0kqt6EI/AAAAAAAACsA/yFPejCjp4u4/s1600-h/saIMGP1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016940564572226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD-0kqt6EI/AAAAAAAACsA/yFPejCjp4u4/s320/saIMGP1122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This does not in any way affect the standing Kaleena has but with other work in her mind and developing a strong standing with her employer and a social life as well her time is limited but she is very much missed by all who have worked with her. Mind you with the snowboard shoot we have set for tomorrow, Kaleena will be out there in the cold with the rest of us shooting and will be back in the studio in a little over a week as a model for some of the project work I have asked her to be part of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have another workshop at the beginning of March for models as well as others for Erin and so on. With the project work taking on a huge chunk of my time in the next couple of months I am looking forward to getting things scheduled and set so that everything will run as smooth as it can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-2571028784883434393?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2571028784883434393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=2571028784883434393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2571028784883434393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/2571028784883434393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/class-is-in-session.html' title='Class is in session...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SZD_d4pLM3I/AAAAAAAACsY/pbDODQsG36c/s72-c/saIMGP1112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8095150419860970000</id><published>2009-02-05T23:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:50:53.095-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerry-Ann Kutz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barney Kutz'/><title type='text'>A Passion for Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am sitting here pondering my life. It is full and rich with family and a few close friends. I have met many people, helped a few along the way and have laughed at my own silly blunders but have learned from them also. I have a passion for life and what the world as small as it is has to offer. In a few short months I will be making a walk down the aisle to join hands with Brigitte in marriage thereby uniting two distinctly different families. For my life I have no regrets not even the onset of my vision loss will change my passions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent letter from a girl I grew up with has helped me through a bit with my situation. Kerry-Ann Kutz is an accomplished vocalist and musician who now resides in Montreal. Her late father is well known in the world of Jazz as is her brother. Barney Kutz and son Skip were heavy into the jazz scene and both of Kerry’s parents instilled in their children the beauty of music and the passion they had for this art form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerry told me in her email that she too was going blind like her father had and her brother is now experiencing. Glaucoma is there “Demon in the Shadows” but this is not stopping any of them in their pursuit of their passions. Kerry and her husband have taught their children the value of music and both teach other children this art. It was a joy to hear her describe how her daughter plays the violin and how her life has changed. Her career started at home with a wonderful and full family life filled with the joyous sounds of music, as Kerry finished her academic part of life she joined the RCMP Choir and Band and performed to the delight of many across North America. Now with many CD’s to her name she is still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY_EG4W9RVI/AAAAAAAACr4/MjP24UeIJ9M/s1600-h/sabIMGP3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300670908925298002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY_EG4W9RVI/AAAAAAAACr4/MjP24UeIJ9M/s320/sabIMGP3004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also have a passion for music and sometimes spend many hours working on perfecting one stanza of a piece I want to learn. It took time but after playing the first two lines of a song I simply love with emotion and perfection (well almost…) I am now adding the next two lines to the part I already know. With a good introduction to music at the insistence of my Dad I can carry on learning and in my case what I have now is self taught. After receiving a wonderful gift of a keyboard for my birthday it was very apparent that Brigitte could see and perhaps sense my passion for the sound of a keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Brigitte, my children and families I have a life passion and have realized it was always there… Photography. Not so much as it would be just taking good pictures but to work on methods to improve myself in my work, develop new concepts and ideas without surrendering to the commercial studio life. The last thing I want to do is have just a photo studio like we so many of here in the city. I have never advertised, but still have inquiries as to my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This art form is being coupled with my apparent ability to write. Now I am sure as my Mom reads my blog she is wondering why on earth didn’t I apply myself like this in school? Well… I have only realized this passion for writing in the past couple of years and am coupling that with my love for the photographic arts to bring into fruition a wonderful (I hope) piece of work. A combination of images and writings and with the caring help of a select group of people will hopefully be a successful publication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I want to be able to share all I have learned with others and teach what I have learned in hopes that someone will take that teaching and add what they already know to develop a style like no other. This weekend I am holding a class or clinic which I hope will be a good start for the people attending. If I can take all the things I have learned over the past years and make even the smallest difference in someone else then teaching is another passion. If one small bit of technical advice is used by another successfully then I have done a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a fear for the future and pray that I will be able to continue in some small way with all of my passions. Of course the easiest will be family and friends but will I still be able to read music? Will I be able to take a photograph and impart the story of how it came to be? This is all yet to be seen and while I am concerned and even afraid I have confidence that love and my passion for life will make my burden bearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8095150419860970000?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8095150419860970000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8095150419860970000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8095150419860970000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8095150419860970000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/passion-for-life.html' title='A Passion for Life...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY_EG4W9RVI/AAAAAAAACr4/MjP24UeIJ9M/s72-c/sabIMGP3004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8055002276793601403</id><published>2009-02-02T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:02:33.412-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jen A'/><title type='text'>Just passing through...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-4cXx5OTI/AAAAAAAACrw/6y6-TylPFD4/s1600-h/saIMGP0881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300658083997497650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-4cXx5OTI/AAAAAAAACrw/6y6-TylPFD4/s320/saIMGP0881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every once in a while someone will roll through the studio that for some reason I simply have to shoot. Now, I do mean shooting as with a camera mind you there are those I have had fleeting thoughts about the other kind but I simply dismiss it as a waste of a bullet. Jen was in with her younger sister and Mom for a family sitting. I have worked with her sister before and there is a reasonable similarity between the two. For instance the have the same Mom… but the also both choke each other in a similar fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should the opportunity come up that I will have the chance to work with Jen on a project or something in a commercial vein I would be more that happy to entertain that idea but for now a simple sitting with a variety of looks and options will suffice. In a week she is headed back home to B.C. and I want to be able to send along with her what was accomplished tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8055002276793601403?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8055002276793601403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8055002276793601403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8055002276793601403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8055002276793601403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-passing-through.html' title='Just passing through...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-4cXx5OTI/AAAAAAAACrw/6y6-TylPFD4/s72-c/saIMGP0881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6131775023088978797</id><published>2009-02-01T22:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:59:28.405-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shyla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherri A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larger than Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just as Beautiful'/><title type='text'>Life continues with or without a tan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First day of a brand new month and while I am looking forward to spring and summer I will always enjoy our winters. We recently came out of a nasty stretch of cold weather but the nice thing about it was it kind of all ran together. There were no real warm days in between. There is an advantage to this and one of them is a kind of cleansing of our earth. Bugs and other things do not do well in long stretches of cold and the snow will upon melting signal the plants to bring about new growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-37FAZazI/AAAAAAAACro/vwio5uMJ-zk/s1600-h/saIMGP0531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300657512022371122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-37FAZazI/AAAAAAAACro/vwio5uMJ-zk/s320/saIMGP0531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human body for the most part will become accustomed to a long stretch of cold. For me as the days lingered with the -30C temperatures it seemed that it really was not too bad outside. I never stayed out longer than I had to but things just seemed to move along despite the cold. Business carried on as usual, stores and schools were busy, nothing stopped because it was cold except for the odd unprepared automobile or tired broken down furnace. No matter, I am still looking forward to the warmer months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spring will bring a renewed growth in our world and the fresh leaves and blossoms will be a wonderful addition to a planned 1800’s style of equestrian shoot with Beth. She will be joined by another horsewoman and model from Edmonton on this projects and I am certain that Marcie with her long flowing locks will bring elegance to the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day all round. I was joined in the studio by Sherri who I met a few weeks ago. She has an inner beauty and the love of life she has flows from her both in her speech and in her eyes. Without even a smile on her face her eyes are bright and happy. Although I am certain these same eyes could change and &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-2x0bikzI/AAAAAAAACrg/L-wokTJ474E/s1600-h/saIMGP0621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300656253442364210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-2x0bikzI/AAAAAAAACrg/L-wokTJ474E/s320/saIMGP0621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;burn a hole through a man’s skull if he was to get her upset. I enjoyed working with her on the first shoot and I am certain she will back in a number of shoots both project and commercially driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently arriving home from Cuba is Shyla and she was a bit upset as she didn’t get the tan she expected. None the less she enjoyed her trip and told me she didn’t stress out her Mom too much. Mind you I hear a different story from her Mom but one has to see things from all different angles. Shyla has been in a number of times and while she has improved in her style a lot since our first sitting there are still a few things to work on like passing McDonald’s instead of stopping. Perhaps aversion therapy… smack her with a bat every time you drive by the golden arches might work? Oh well, I am the one to talk right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soon home and relaxing to supper and the newest episode of “Extreme Home Makeover”. I enjoy the show and yes I am a softy and tears will flow at the joy felt by the people on the show. Even a rerun will bring on a tear or two even when I know the ending is always the same… happy family, new house and a community that cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6131775023088978797?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6131775023088978797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6131775023088978797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6131775023088978797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6131775023088978797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-continues-with-or-without-tan.html' title='Life continues with or without a tan...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SY-37FAZazI/AAAAAAAACro/vwio5uMJ-zk/s72-c/saIMGP0531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-1448579404440765887</id><published>2009-01-31T22:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:57:20.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D&apos;Arcy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><title type='text'>The Demon within the Shadow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yee Haw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time for a production shoot and this one is actually one for the series of photos and writings I am doing for my book “Shadows and Light, Death from Beyond” my solitary journey to a vision restricted way of life. Everywhere you look there are shadows… the fleeting moment in the corner of your eye which could have been a long lost relative, someone from your past or an evil entity waiting, poised to strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpwtM5UENI/AAAAAAAACrY/OI-7duQZVQE/s1600-h/saIMGP0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299171833412849874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpwtM5UENI/AAAAAAAACrY/OI-7duQZVQE/s320/saIMGP0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taught about using the shadows to hide in for such things as hide-n-seek, evading being found by a roving parent when you wanted to stay outside and play after curfew and to survive in a war against an enemy. These very shadows now hold my future in their hands. The evil that lurks in them is my disease and eventually I will be overtaken by these shadows and nearly swallowed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work on the book has meaning to me if no one else and through this work I have found interesting properties in shadows as they are cast by the subject upon themselves. The position of a person being photographed under specific lighting conditions will cast shadows; these shadows will dance or interact with the very landscape that has created them. In some cases the subject themselves will be distorted enough by these shadows that an attempt to identify what one is looking at is futile. The few people that are a constant in this piece have been very supportive and it seems every time I lose one along the way I find another to replace them and a brand new batch of challenges if which I must work around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpwJQZNnAI/AAAAAAAACrI/POCKCE9AVXc/s1600-h/saIMGP0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299171215876660226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpwJQZNnAI/AAAAAAAACrI/POCKCE9AVXc/s320/saIMGP0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is becoming increasingly difficult to work in the studio and very hard to work under the suppressed lighting required to create the shadows I am seeking. Over the next few months I will be dedicating a huge chunk of studio time to the project and while I know I will never finish the work I do know I will soon have the images that will help to complete my story. Eventually each one will come to a final sitting in the project and with each one being completed another tear will fall as this soon tells me that this kind of work may no longer take place in the studio with me doing the shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally realized that I have not accepted the outcome of my malady and will continue to work as long as I am able. I will continue to teach others my methods so they can hopefully develop a style of their own that mixes all they have learned and be successful or at least enjoy this as a hobby. I simply will not give up on anything I enjoy and will do my utmost to carry on fighting right to end. I have realized the huge amount of support I have in my work and my life. Family, a wonderful woman who I will be my Bride in June, and a group of models and fellow photographers and other artists who are working with me on this project and others… I could not do it without you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpwfRPdbvI/AAAAAAAACrQ/a2x3xkkjaIE/s1600-h/saIMGP0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299171594061311730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpwfRPdbvI/AAAAAAAACrQ/a2x3xkkjaIE/s320/saIMGP0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the support comes from Natalie and D’Arcy. Natalie is a model I have worked with on a few shoots and today she was brought back to play the role of the “Demon” in the shadows. One side of her is the alluring and seductive woman who commands the shadows while directly opposite her is the demonic and evil beast that waits in the shadows ready to strike at a hapless victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also joined later by Kristin who has a desire to do well in the studio and has reserved hopes of being successful. In the meantime she has tried limited work with-in shadows and hopes to be more fully involved in studio activity as her time permits. Kristin was there for the last bit of Natalie’s sitting and watched carefully and was saucer eyed when she first saw the demon emerge from her shadowy domain under the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-1448579404440765887?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1448579404440765887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=1448579404440765887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1448579404440765887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1448579404440765887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/demon-within-shadow.html' title='The Demon within the Shadow...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpwtM5UENI/AAAAAAAACrY/OI-7duQZVQE/s72-c/saIMGP0197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-5956904688764389128</id><published>2009-01-27T22:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:20:49.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilly,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is nasty cold outside…&lt;br /&gt;But I am from Saskatchewan,&lt;br /&gt;And I can handle it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-5956904688764389128?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5956904688764389128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=5956904688764389128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5956904688764389128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/5956904688764389128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/chilly.html' title='Chilly,,,'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4326245835457357066</id><published>2009-01-25T22:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:56:31.046-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kymberli'/><title type='text'>Always something to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A casual day today, with a few schedule changes and so on I had hoped to get started on a few repairs to the studio wall. The is this very annoying ridge on one of the backdrop walls that casts a shadow that is very bothersome so it needs to be fixed. The rear corner needs an offset to eliminate the crease and shiny ridge as well. This means more drywall, more plaster, more sanding (well sanding as I didn’t do it last time) more dust and &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpni3hPLoI/AAAAAAAACq4/gz4drBurCTE/s1600-h/saIMGP0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299161760271380098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpni3hPLoI/AAAAAAAACq4/gz4drBurCTE/s320/saIMGP0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more paint… I ran out of steam after Kymberli’s shoot and still had to meet with a person who is looking at a portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case the sitting with Kymberli went well and sticking true to her passion the theme was based on motorbikes. Dressed in the protective gear of a dirt bike rider we did a nice series with a bit of a “racy” theme toward the end. More leg showing and that sort of thing. Kym has come a long away since her first shoot in the studio and she has a deep interest in the “Shadows and Light” project and really wants to be part of it. I look at it this way, if she does come to the point where she wants to that is wonderful, if she doesn’t ever get to that point… not a problem as there is plenty of other work for her to be part of along with the sanding, cleaning and painting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4326245835457357066?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4326245835457357066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4326245835457357066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4326245835457357066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4326245835457357066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/always-something-to-do.html' title='Always something to do...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SYpni3hPLoI/AAAAAAAACq4/gz4drBurCTE/s72-c/saIMGP0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4828802536699141466</id><published>2009-01-22T23:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:40:34.246-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death from Beyond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pamela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadows and Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moose'/><title type='text'>The Vision Grows Dim - The Image Lives On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are many things that are rolling through my somewhat cluttered head and sorting them out is half the battle. The ability to sort out what is in my head is likely beyond anyone and will even escape myself from time to time. However if I am given sufficient time the lines become straight, the circles no longer accept square pegs and images begin to coalesce and form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a project I have been working on that has developed and grown. I have been quite fascinated with the concept and have finally drawn the conclusion that it and another project, actually two projects would balance each other and should all be joined together in one project with several ideas. I will not go into too much depth here as I would rightfully be concerned with the idea being stolen. But the work is well documented and I would not have any issues proving the ownership of the concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXlXHfJGbjI/AAAAAAAACpg/LD1irOMW6nI/s1600-h/saIMGP9171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294358623081098802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXlXHfJGbjI/AAAAAAAACpg/LD1irOMW6nI/s320/saIMGP9171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shadows and Light, Death from Beyond” is an abstract look into my deteriorating eyesight. I have noted continual changes in my visual field and it does make me uneasy from time to time. There have been increased instances of the rings I have spoken of with some only lasting a few minutes while other times it seems like hours. When the rings are intense it is very distracting and almost seems to pull my head to one side. Sometimes to the left sometimes to the right as one eye is affected more than the other. I can feel the sensations or pressure on my eye and on occasion see distortions in my visual field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has had me thinking and sometimes I am deep enough in thought that I become irritated at the smallest thing or disruption. This past week was a perfect example of my level of irritability. Some of the things rolling through my mind involved my former partner or “ex” however that fell together quite nicely over the last few days and I can finally put that chapter of my life behind me. The upcoming wedding to my fiancée Brigitte has thoughts building but no more than in the mind of any other groom. I delight in the smiles as Brigitte finds the “perfect” thing to add to the special day and how she talks about a shopping trip to Edmonton with my sister (now a very good friend to Brigitte or is it sympathy as Brigitte is going to marry her little brother) and my Mom. I am quite looking forward to that day in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the wedding plans there are many other things I would still like to do before I have even more vision loss. Completing the “Shadows and Light, Death from Beyond” project is one of them. With a good beginning on the manuscript (yes… a bit more than just a title) I have those people waiting to have the balance of their shoots done. I have been working with a few models on this project and I want to see the photographic portion completed by the end of summer. This way I can sort through the large number of images and tie them all together with words to bring it all to life. It is &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXlXNbxPcWI/AAAAAAAACpo/rFaL8hzF30c/s1600-h/sacIMGP9248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294358725254934882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXlXNbxPcWI/AAAAAAAACpo/rFaL8hzF30c/s320/sacIMGP9248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;imperative I complete it and there is a dedicated “cast” that are willing to do what it takes to see it completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I will name these people but chances are you may need to find a copy of the book to find out whom. Mind you if you have been reading this blog or are one of the fine people I am working with you will already know. I have included an image from “Shadows and Light, Death from Beyond” more so to show you some of the progress in this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other things I hope to accomplish is time with my kids. I still need to find a suitable canoe so that my sons and me can finish our journey to the northern lakes and discover Grey Owl and his life. I have made this journey with a group before in a canoe and want to have one last “visual” look at the lake and tiny cabin that is a piece of our provincial and national history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Pamela wants to go on at least one more camping trip as we have done before. She loves to tent and so do I. Our last one was before Addison was born and I want this one to have a bit of a mix with the mountains and quite frankly I have this burning desire to throw her into the Pacific Ocean for some reason. Not in a bad way but I was so happy when I set my bare feet into the waters along the Pacific Rim of the Vancouver Island coast knowing that the next stop out there was basically… Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge amount of history in this great country and anything I can show or teach my kids even now will leave a mark in my memory forever. To see the look of delight in their face when they see something for the first time is a memory. This reminds me of just about two years ago when Bruce came with me on one of my northern trips to Hudson Bay and he saw his first moose. I did not see his face when he saw the massive creature but I distinctly remember the excitement in his voice, “Look Dad there is a f—king moose… holy sh-t!!” It is a memory that will be with me forever. The only danger of taking Pam anywhere is you are bound to pass a mall and she does like to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXlX6F78ZAI/AAAAAAAACpw/xDIPZP9xKAg/s1600-h/saIMGP9716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294359492488356866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXlX6F78ZAI/AAAAAAAACpw/xDIPZP9xKAg/s320/saIMGP9716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So along with the wedding which I want to be just right for my lady, there are many other things I need to consider as I slowly formulate plans and schedules. There are many people I work with and I want to ensure that the work they are doing will either be complete or will carry on with another... I will continue to work on my old skills with the keyboard to bring them back inline and practice as much as I can. There are images I will want to complete and some images yet to capture. There are a few which are well ingrained in my head and one of them was realized last summer with Nicole from Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was not for the loving support of my family, the love, patience and the caring and sensitive soul of my mate and soon to be bride Brigitte I am not sure I would have gotten this far. Without her I would still be in a confused and muddled state… OK I would be in a more confused and muddled state than I am now. Of course I cannot and will not forget those who have worked with me in various projects and who are continuing to give of their time so that as the vision grows dim the image lives on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4828802536699141466?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4828802536699141466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4828802536699141466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4828802536699141466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4828802536699141466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/vision-grows-dim-image-lives-on.html' title='The Vision Grows Dim - The Image Lives On...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXlXHfJGbjI/AAAAAAAACpg/LD1irOMW6nI/s72-c/saIMGP9171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-4374846915671242068</id><published>2009-01-18T22:35:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:45:51.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Night falls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQEUqpv7yI/AAAAAAAACpY/iAB91Jmztio/s1600-h/saIMGP9920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292860215160467234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQEUqpv7yI/AAAAAAAACpY/iAB91Jmztio/s320/saIMGP9920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A quiet day, the snow is melting and I did take care of&lt;br /&gt;some chores as well as played the keyboard awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brigitte caught me doing something I don't normally do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting on the couch, reading...&lt;/div&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to capture this wonderful and colourful sky&lt;br /&gt;that helped to bring on the impending night. A night full of shadows...&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-4374846915671242068?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4374846915671242068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=4374846915671242068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4374846915671242068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/4374846915671242068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-falls.html' title='Night falls...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQEUqpv7yI/AAAAAAAACpY/iAB91Jmztio/s72-c/saIMGP9920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-6544856952913573984</id><published>2009-01-17T22:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:35:13.688-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catherine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat O'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death from Beyond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brennan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><title type='text'>The "Cat" came back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQBbeHCyuI/AAAAAAAACpI/3Hz2Yqa4IM0/s1600-h/saIMGP9694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292857033517877986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQBbeHCyuI/AAAAAAAACpI/3Hz2Yqa4IM0/s320/saIMGP9694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A full day it was at the studio. Starting at 1000am I would be joined by Catherine (aka Cat) and her Mom, studio make-up artist Karen, photography student and model Mishelle (I will be shooting her wedding in September) and Brennan who is learning some of the goings on in a studio setting. Brennan is also the “hot car” guy and we have already had the pleasure in using his car for one of our shoots with Kymberli and Kelsey G last summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Karen began to work on Cat’s make-up for today’s sitting I joined with Mishelle who wanted to go over a project she is working on for her class at the university. It is an interesting concept and I am sure there are a couple of models that will find it “cute” and interesting. I know Karen liked the idea and has been recruited to do the make-up for it. If I am allowed I will share images from it but that won’t be till the end of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise of today’s project shooting is based on the manuscript from “Death from Beyond, Life in the Shadows”. Cat is the life in the shadows and in an avenging way creeps from her lair high above the city streets to avenge her own demise. Much as another cat like or spider like woman has done &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQBRuetedI/AAAAAAAACpA/whLXTIO67lI/s1600-h/saIMGP9778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292856866113419730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQBRuetedI/AAAAAAAACpA/whLXTIO67lI/s320/saIMGP9778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when Leigh was summarily “killed” then came back along her sullen hideout along the banks of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoot went very well with three costume and three make-up changes and two changes in hair style. In between sittings I had moments to talk with Brennan and have him help me set things up for the next sequence. Mishelle also provided a helping hand when we were shooting in the roof top lair. By the way, the “lair” was in fact on the roof top of the studio building some 100ft above the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in there Brigitte arrived and had actually run out of things to shop for. She did sit and chatted with Karen (Who will be doing my brides make-up for the wedding) while I completed the last series of photographs. Once all was done and there was &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQBDQc6YqI/AAAAAAAACo4/inih1sGXJt0/s1600-h/saIMGP9874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292856617534644898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQBDQc6YqI/AAAAAAAACo4/inih1sGXJt0/s320/saIMGP9874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nothing left to shoot it was time to pack up and close things down for the day. Everyone went on their way once all the gear had been put back and Brigitte and I went across the street to a wedding supply place to check out the colours of sand they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was exhausting and wonderful. I was able to work in the studio with talented people, share from my experience with a student, spend time with the crew but best of all was walking down the street with my Bride’s hand in mine on our way to a wedding store…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-6544856952913573984?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6544856952913573984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=6544856952913573984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6544856952913573984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/6544856952913573984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/cat-came-back.html' title='The &quot;Cat&quot; came back...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXQBbeHCyuI/AAAAAAAACpI/3Hz2Yqa4IM0/s72-c/saIMGP9694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-7113044245976954044</id><published>2009-01-13T22:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:35:36.371-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shyla'/><title type='text'>Snow... and more snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had already shoveled a few times through this weekend and since New Years and had pretty much ran out of places to put the snow. It had come to the point of extending the man made banks further out into the street in hopes a grader would come along and take some of it away. I know the rule of thumb along our street is the further toward the house you park your car, the further up the grader will plow away the snow. It really does not help when the people down the street have four vehicles two of which are big diesel Dodge Rams, Quads and dirt bikes all parked in the front. so the plow simply does not come any closer then the furthest vehicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The snow was as such tonight I postponed the sitting I had with Shyla. She had just returned from Cuba on the weekend and was hoping to have a natural sun kissed tan but apparently the Canadian skin was asleep and there was no tan according to Shyla. All of that would not have mattered but I did not want to risk driving into the city during the storm. Besides that is was cold out too. I am being a bit of a wuss but it is my right to do so. Shyla was given lots of notice and had no problem in changing things around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope it warms up somewhat, weatherman has been predicting it for awhile now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-7113044245976954044?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7113044245976954044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=7113044245976954044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7113044245976954044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/7113044245976954044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-and-more-snow.html' title='Snow... and more snow...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-1619468719622328406</id><published>2009-01-11T23:27:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:33:26.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marie A'/><title type='text'>Getting too excited...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was one of those days where those things that were planned were done… go figure. While I did have a few more things I wanted to do there is a conflict in scheduling with some others and this allowed me some more time. I worked in the studio with Marie (pn: Mary) today and while this is her second time in I noted some improvement in her moving from one pose to another without as much effort. It was more of a fluid movement and seemed to work well for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXPzeElMmBI/AAAAAAAACoo/f50qxLAStws/s1600-h/saIMGP9565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292841685041846290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXPzeElMmBI/AAAAAAAACoo/f50qxLAStws/s320/saIMGP9565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to touch on a number of areas of concern and tried a few new things with higher shooting angles and such. I also noticed that Marie was much more relaxed in the studio and the banter continued as the sitting progressed. After a quick review of the captured images it was time for Marie to head on with her day. I waited for Brigitte to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Brigitte had pulled up I got into the car. Sometimes this is not easy for a couple of reasons… I am so used to getting out of the car on the drivers side this is a different set of movements I need to make. Not only is that it is lower to the ground as compared to my van. None-the-less I am happy to get into the car with my fiancée as we were off to the Bridal Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of people there and I figured that some of them were not actually brides but got a free ticket and were there for whatever reason. Now don’t get me wrong… Everyone was there to see the displays and the fashion show and such, some were planning their own wedding and some were possibly dreaming about it. It is all good and everyone seemed quite happy. I was actually surprised to see how many people I knew there &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXPzjgNsO9I/AAAAAAAACow/MYhlk0m_bYA/s1600-h/saIMGP9571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292841778358795218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXPzjgNsO9I/AAAAAAAACow/MYhlk0m_bYA/s320/saIMGP9571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;either personally or through the work of the studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone asked if I had a booth set up and of course I didn’t. It is because I don’t publicly advertise and quite frankly I don’t have the time to set something up for a trade show. I have nothing against them per se but just not one to shell out $500 for four hours rental of a table. Besides the money, I don’t have time as it is and do not want to spread myself out to thin. I am close to that already and have been making alterations in my scheduling to be able to take more time for myself and Brigitte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wedding is in June and I think we have a lot of things set already. I want to get moving on the invitations but Brigitte is holding me back. It is too early to send them out but can we at least get the wording and layout down? We already have the paper and envelopes, ribbons and these cute little button things for them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be patient, but in all reality it is hard. Try one thing and find it doesn’t work, try something else and get the things we need for that… can we print them now? Nope… hafta wait some more. For so many years I was on the outside and was a small part of planning. Even when my oldest daughter got married I merely asked her to tell me how much and where do I have to be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings… gotta love em and this being my last one I am getting excited…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-1619468719622328406?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1619468719622328406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=1619468719622328406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1619468719622328406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/1619468719622328406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-too-excited.html' title='Getting too excited...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SXPzeElMmBI/AAAAAAAACoo/f50qxLAStws/s72-c/saIMGP9565.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35718038.post-8349065905323951800</id><published>2009-01-10T22:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:51:32.317-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigitte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizza'/><title type='text'>Snow and Fluffly Pizza Crust...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrMPpypKMI/AAAAAAAACjI/GkUnNn0c5aw/s1600-h/saIMGP9257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290265281588439234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrMPpypKMI/AAAAAAAACjI/GkUnNn0c5aw/s320/saIMGP9257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The weather is being a bit kinder today but not entirely… along with the slightly warmer temper- atures we got more snow. Not a lot but enough to make an outdoor shoot on the roof of the studio a bit of a problem. I didn’t mind the snow and neither did Beth but the camera was another story. Now if the camera was the same temperature as the outside then there is no problem except the camera would not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore with it being a warm object in a snowfall the flakes would melt when the landed on the camera and we all know what happens when a snowflake melts… It turns to water and electronic equipment and water simply do not mix. Not having an assistant there to shield the equipment meant a shorter rooftop shoot. In any case it was fun and some really cool images were captured and in the end Beth was quite happy to get back inside as she was clad in a bikini for part of the sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrMC5J_xUI/AAAAAAAACjA/thV-OD0Hi0A/s1600-h/saIMGP9394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290265062374622530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrMC5J_xUI/AAAAAAAACjA/thV-OD0Hi0A/s320/saIMGP9394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrJSBQ_rMI/AAAAAAAACio/se5U4O5cM_w/s1600-h/saIMGP9394.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the goose bumps simmered down a bit we set to some other in-studio work and awaited a “guest” to arrive to observe and possibly pose with Beth. The guest was actually Tasha who has worked with the studio over the past two years and is a good friend of Beth. It was a happy surprise for Beth and Tasha kept quiet as Beth had spent the night at Tasha’s home having arrived the night before. Tasha told me it wasn’t that easy keeping quiet but she managed and kept me posted as to Beth’s morning progress with text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two had fun with a short casual shoot together. Acting as friends might when they are together and laughing at even some silly things like the photo of Beth with crossed eyes… It was a nice way to wind up a day in the studio. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrI-l4ZKYI/AAAAAAAACig/V32EyDSO5-Y/s1600-h/saIMGP9504.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrL5vWPy3I/AAAAAAAACi4/dNRkDf22wNA/s1600-h/saIMGP9504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290264905122827122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrL5vWPy3I/AAAAAAAACi4/dNRkDf22wNA/s320/saIMGP9504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigitte came and picked me up and we went to a couple of places to check out items we might need for the wedding. We were looking for invitation kits or suitable cardstock to make our invitations with. We did eventually find a nice little kit with blank cards and envelopes for not a lot of money. They will be elegant in styling and quite simple in design. The idea is to print them ourselves and decorate them to make them more special. This is kinda fun but I am also keeping a safe distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had a nice little lunch at a restaurant where my eldest child works, while the price is a little higher the food is good and of course the server is the best. My afternoon closed with a consultation and then home to pizza of the rising crust variety…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35718038-8349065905323951800?l=philsphotoarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8349065905323951800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35718038&amp;postID=8349065905323951800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8349065905323951800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35718038/posts/default/8349065905323951800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://philsphotoarts.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-and-fluffly-pizza-crust.html' title='Snow and Fluffly Pizza Crust...'/><author><name>Phillip Haskins - Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14416397805833931161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SSDkmNIhhHI/AAAAAAAAB10/HEozK7KLCJE/S220/pjh.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bv_LDsUF7PQ/SWrMPpypKMI/AAAAAAAACjI/GkUnNn0c5aw/s72-c/saIMGP9257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
