In a (New) World of My Own

Finally I managed to capture my niece Ella as I see her – vulnerable, shy, withdrawn and freakishly adorable. Keeping Ella at the minimum focal distance of a 70-200mm in a tiny sitting room added appreciably to the challenge.

I’ll have none of that ‘Woods’ nonsense on my blog, thank you Jennifer! Meet my niece, Ella, offspring of Joe and Jennifer.

This will be what you will find gracing my wall upon my return to Ireland.

Return to Ireland? Yeah.

After two years of marriage, two years of laughs, tears, hugs and fears Mariah and I have decided that our relationship just cannot go on as it is. To use that favourite term of celebrities, we have ‘irreconcilable differences.’ Our relationship has devolved to the point that there is no middle ground. There is silence or there is arguments. Nothing in-between us that is positive, not even the kids. And it’s sad to me. I’ve watched our marriage slowly erode away, one gesture or harsh word at a time. But it’s done, it is over.

Practically, I am returning to Ireland early on Wednesday morning coming. With immediate effect, (New) World Photography is no longer accepting bookings. Inquires will be politely referred back to this post. For those who wish to remain in contact with me personally, bhalash@gmail.com is my primary personal email address, and I am still active on Facebook. My Google Voice contact number, 702-473-0907 will remain active, but it will no longer connect to a live phone. You can leave a voicemail or SMS, which I will reply to, or if you feel up to dialing internationally, I can be reached at home in Ireland on 0 11 353 91 569128. This blog will remain active too.

Otherwise, thank you and good night.

Angry Caira is angry?

Does it work? Opinions on the back of a postcard to me:

For sure. Here’s Garrett fast asleep on the bed.

I’m raising the children of the corn: Blue-eyes, blond-haired monsters who have this wicked power to melt my heart. This photo is, I guess, Garrett’s first posed portrait, although it isn’t the heart-warming and cutsey photo of a sleeping baby that photographers and parents have come to expect. Garrett is curious. His eyes jerk open, his head pops up and he stares at me, at his mum, at Caira, and at anyone else nearby. His head twitches one way and then another as he considers all the angles.

Icy blue eyes boring into your soul.

Caira doing what Caira does best – totally ignoring any direction and running around like a two-legged cheetah.

This post is dedicated to Caira, who has been necessarily ignored by her parents in the past few days – we’ve been off at the hospital with Garrett. If you’re reading this in oh, 2020, we’re sorry. We both love you very much, but the last few days have been hectic and distracting. If all goes to plan we’ll wing you away to a buffet of your choice in the morning for some shameless spoiling.