I am not even going to lie, I was a bit apprehensive the minute I got off BA0109 from London to Dubai last week Thursday. I would like to think of myself as an experienced traveller and have heard many a story about Dubai. Most of the stories have been positive and have been how the Emiratis have managed to turn a piece of dry land into an oasis of wealth and prosperity, albeit with diminishing oil reserves. However, I have also heard stories from cultural sensitive issues such as how to behave in public, to what may sound ridiculous to the average westerner which I won’t go into. Sometimes it’s just a little bit hard to know what is fact and what is Chinese whispers.
If you follow Cuts for Him on Instagram, then you would have noticed that I have been doing quite a bit of travelling especially in the past few months. Unfortunately, I have not been blogging about my travels as frequently as I should. However, be assured that I will write articles about all those places I have visited to tell you about my experiences.
So in the month of June, I was blessed to be invited to what I would describe as one of the best weddings I have ever been to. This was a wedding between a great friend of mine Cyril and his beautiful wife Shahar which took place in Tel Aviv. The wedding itself deserve a separate article of its own so I won’t go into much details here. I promise I will do a post on it as it was my very first Jewish wedding.
We left London on the 13th of June for Tel Aviv on board an overnight BA flight from Heathrow airport. Having the privilege of flying business class (courtesy of the girlfriend) gave my flying experience a whole new meaning. Loved every bit of it. It was my very first time to fly business class Continue reading Tel Aviv, an oasis in the desert | Cuts for Him Review→
Cultured in Culture, or The Crowd – My people, or Standing out “with” the crowd or so many other titles I could have given this post looking at the photos my sister took of me on holiday in Freetown.
The idea to do this shoot was borne out of a strong desire to capture Freetown or even the people in a way that is very unassuming and unrehearsed. I had no desire to take photos at the plush side of town whether along the peninsular where you will find some of the most beautiful beaches in the world or indeed on the beautiful hills to the west of town. Government Wharf itself has a long and interesting history but I won’t go into it now. Partly because I do not know much of the history but yeah lets just leave that along shall we lol. So I will leave that to the history buffs out there to dissect.
Now where was I? oh yeah the reason for shooting at the Wharf. I personally think the Wharf represent the true hustle and bustle of Freetown in a way very few places do. It shows a people with unique individual stories that come together for a common purpose. The purpose of buying or to selling, rendering a service or solicit one, to see or to be seen. To chisel Continue reading Cultured in Culture | Government wharf, Freetown→
Jump right in. Yes, go on, jump in and see what you are made of. Or are you scared? Can you swim? Is the water too deep for you?
Ok first of all, these photos were taken in January 2016, in Barcelona and it was an impromptu shoot. The plan was to get to W Barcelona and do a couple of shoots around the pool for a spring campaign I was working on. The minute we got there, I kind of knew I wanted the pool or rather the water in the pool to be an integral part of a shoot. That very moment, I decided that I have to get into the pool fully dressed.
Guessing the reaction I was going to get from the photographer, I kept my plans quiet until the very end. All throughout the previous shoots this idea occupied my mind and the more I thought about it the more it became more than just a shoot to me. The idea became quite symbolic as it would signify where I was in my life.
Now fast forward to the point where I was fully dressed in my suit and standing by the poolside when the photographer (who is now my girlfriend) asked me the question “where are your shoes?”. I took a deep breath and said to her I don’t need them as I will be getting into the pool. She took a long look at me Continue reading Jump right in→