Saturday afternoon lunch with my family at the Jade Dragon. The food was good, the people better. My family is hilarious, especially my little sister Courtney. However, it was a little emotional (cue me weeping over Thom’s shumai) because it was the last chance I had to see my grandmother before the big move. I’m going to send her lots of postcards though, so she better watch out.
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A couple of shots from a video shoot I worked on (styling and assisting) with this gorgeous girl! Can’t wait to see everything minus the green screen of death, and share the finished product.
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Nicolas Henry is a filmmaker, photographer and artist. Usually based in Paris/Marseilles, he is currently working on a major photographic series – Les Cabanes de nos Grands Parents. This has seen him traverse the world from Marrakech to Moscow, meeting and engaging with all sorts of grandparents.
Henry travels to the home of each of his subjects (he says a friendship is sealed when you visit a home) and invites them to make a hut or play-space with their personal belongings. Inspired by their childhoods, the resulting huts are intimate glimpses into their strikingly rich and diverse lives.
If you can read French (or use a translation tool) you should visit Henry’s site and read why each space is a a reflection of their imagination. I always appreciate it when older people have the chance to share their stories, their loves, their dreams.
Delightfully, Henry had the good fortune to meet and photograph my wonderful grandmother in New Zealand. As I understand it they met while she was volunteering at the local visitors centre of her seaside village.
Here she is in her much beloved but wild sub-tropical garden – click for a larger view. The picture above Betty’s head is one of her crocheted woolen blankets and a portrait of her as a young girl. Note the teaspoon collection in the back! I love this photograph so much.
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It’s Father’s Day today. Here’s a couple of reasons why my dad rocks:
He has excellent taste in music, introducing me to the likes of the Moody Blues, Pink Floyd and Jethro Tull. Like all good dads seem to do, he sparked my interest in photography (look at that beautiful Yashica). Ron is always 100% forgiving of me, despite my utterly surly teenage catastrophes or a recent unladylike meltdown in the middle of Beijing. He’s the nicest, most extreme (snowboarding! surfing! motorcycles!) father a girl can have.
And with that I must be off to cook dinner for him and the rest of my little rambunctious family. It’s the least I can do.
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Hello! My name is Amber Parkin. I'm a New Zealander living in London. I'm a writer obsessed with fondue, chesterfield sofas, vintage dresses, foxes, and 35mm.
Here I like to talk about fashion, design, food, travel, writing & books, and culture. Everything else (including my photography) goes into my digital notebook.
If you'd like to email me the address is amber@codeforsomething.com
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