Yearly Archives: 2012

Private Portrait Shoot

Photo Copyright Carla Coulson

Hey nothing like a little salt air and Sydney sun to get my creative forces flowing. This is a little preview of a colourful fun shoot I did this week in Sydney.

French chic flew out the window and Aussie madness stormed in.

I couldn’t resist a little craziness doing this portrait of a beautiful teenager in Sydney..She was so fab the Indian headress seemed like a brilliant idea.

More colour and fun to come..

“if it’s not fun, you’re not doing it right”. Bob Basso

High kick from moi!

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Get Published Workshop – A Day I Will Never Forget

A little booklet for everyone written by moi!

On Saturday in the ever so cool complex of Mike’s Kitchen and stylist Megan Morton’s The School I held my first ever workshop on how to get your photos published in magazines and books.

The calm before the joy

In a large photographic studio (where else?) 28 photographers travelled from all around Australia to join Creative Director of Inside Out Sharon Misko and Deputy Editor of the Australian Women’s Weekly Bryce Corbett and myself to learn how to shortcut the road to getting published.

Sharon and Bryce provided invaluable information as insiders with extensive experience in the magazine industry, we were all so fortunate to hear their advice.

Magazines awaiting to be analyzed

I couldn’t wait to share all the the things I have learnt along the way, the good stuff as well as my mistakes. The do’s and don’t direct from the ‘coal face’.

A little gift for everyone!

And then 30 divine Aussie’s arrived and filled the room, with joy and happiness, curiosity and wonder and love. It was such a joy to meet all these fabulous people who I felt I knew through my blog and Facebook in person.

Sharon Misko talking the photographers through how a magazine story works

Sharon Misko has worked for Harper’s Bazaar, Delicious, Vogue Entertaining and Travel and is currently making Inside Out beautiful.

Having a creative director talk through the do’s and don’t on how to present your work to a magazine was fascinating stuff and to hear feedback on the participants work wonderful! What an eye she has!

Some of my published work on the pin boards


And some more

Bryce Corbett

And Bryce Corbett taught us not to be prima donna’s, how to pitch your story and how to take advantage of where you live..

The gorgeous guys and gals who now know how to Get Published with moi!! (photo by Athalee Brown)

I adored sharing the experience that comes with having worked for 12 years in the magazine industry and publishing industry, the life experience that comes with hundreds of published articles and photographing 7 books, those thousands of kilometres on the road and millions of pics.

 Though I started off shaking seeing all your lovely faces in the audience gave me the courage to carry on and not to keel over!

A day I will never forget…

Grazie mille, merci, thank-you, efkaristo poli. Endless hugs

“I’ve never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don’t understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now”. Sophia Loren

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Sydney – A Pool With A View

The world is amazing at 5.30am! I am the kind of person that rarely sees 5.30am, it happens just a couple of times a year. When I travel to and from Sydney and I bounce awake in the middle of the night.

Well that happened yesterday, so I did what any Sydneysider would do once the sun was up and I got out there amongst it!

There is a place I love not far from my parents place and it is an old fashioned harbourside pool with one of the most breathtaking views of Sydney. Yesterday there wasn’t a breath of air, the yachts bobbed on the harbour and all you could hear was the soft splashing of the swimmers in the pool.

The pool is a rock pool that grew and if you have never been to Sydney her beach and harbourside pools are beautiful.

This was what Sydney looked like yesterday.

Cremorne Point is a lovely walk along the foreshore and if it is your first time in Sydney and you find yourself on the north shore it’s a wonderful place to hug a tree, lie on the grass or have a picnic. Fresh air and scents abound.

And when you walk a little further you get the whole Sydney sheebang in one frame, the Opera House, the city and the harbour bridge. Worth getting up at 5.30am for.

Maccullum Pool

Enter via Sirius Street and take the beautiful walk along the foreshore.

Cremorne Point

“Water is life’s mater and matrix, mother and medium. There is no life without water”. Albert Szent Gyorgyi


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You Make Me Happy

To all the fabulous women (and men) that I have had the pleasure of shooting this year in Paris a heartfelt thank-you and a noisy Carla tap dance to all of you for trusting me with your photos.

At the end of each shoot when I would go home and sit in the quiet of my apartment, preparing your photos to show you I was overcome with a feeling of happiness looking at what we made together.

Happiness for the time we shared, the fun and excitement of planning the shoot, the laughs along the way and all of you beautiful gals beaming back at me.

Although you all started out as strangers you now feel like long lost friends and I am so happy that our paths have crossed.

What more could a photographer ask for than a year of wonderful people who have all been a treasure to work with? And to top it off my talented right hand woman the fabulous hair and make-up artist Veronique Marot who enhanced your beauty with her magic wand(s)!

There wasn’t a Parisian location left unturned or a portrait client that didn’t participate in the shenanigans!

And if I could do it all over again I would as these were some of the loveliest  days of my photography life.

So to all the women I have photographed this year (including those not in these photos sorry there were too many of you to fit in this post) thanks for the laughs, the fun, for allowing me to do something I love and for making me happy.

To little princesses, us big girls know just how exciting that first dab of lipstick is and that the magic of make-up doesn’t fade as you get older!

My apologies to the women I have disappointed by not being in Paris for the next two months but I hope our planets will collide nicely in the future and we can make some beautiful photos together.

And to the women I am about to photograph in Sydney I say BRING IT ON!!

“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams”. Ashley Smith



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Home – The Loveliest of Words

Photo Copyright Carla Coulson

Where do you call home? I have thought about the concept of home all these years that I have been kicking around Europe.

Each time I pull up in a new Italian town or walk up beautiful stone steps on a new Greek Island I ask myself ‘will this be my home’?

Then there are moments I forget about it,  live in the moment and that’s all that matters.

The question has popped up again as I am about to leave for Australia.

You all know about the calm before the storm but do you know the phenomena called ‘the calm after the storm’!

That is exactly where I am right now. The eye of the storm has moved, the tornado has passed, the debris has been cleaned up and I am almost ready to get on the plane.

The past two months have been the busiest two months of my life, lots of great photography, writing two workshops and preparing two presentations and finishing a book. I have worked 7 days a week for as long as I can remember and now its all done, my bags are packed, the house is quiet, my kitty is on my lap and I am an emotional wreck.

I know this phase well, it always happens when I go home. It is almost two years since I last was in Australia and the comings and goings to Australia are always joyful and painful. There is always someone I can’t wait to see and someone I am leaving behind.

Yesterday I was on the metro, an old man got on with a piano accordian and started playing a Christmas tune. Within seconds I had tears streaming down my face, blubbering about leaving Francesco, Avedon (kitty) and the nostalgia of not having seen my parents and family for so long.

I long ago learnt that home can be anywhere in the world, for me it is a spiritual place and as long as the people I love are with me that is my home.

So my dear cyber friends I will be tuning in from Australia (my other home) shortly and can’t wait to share my adventures with you from the other side of the world.

“Home is not where you live, but where they understand you”.  Chistian Morganstern

All my love

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