The workshop...

...kicked ASS. It was fab, it was brilliant, it was everything I hoped! I got some great pics (go see my photo blog if you haven't already!) and Christine was a really great "teacher", for want of a better word, even though it really wasn't a teacher-student dynamic. Christine said she wanted the workshop to feel like a group of friends discussing stuff around a dinner table, and it did (and the stuff we ATE around the dinner table was fantastic too). :-)

For those of you who care, my flight was delayed by over an hour, but luckily I'd set aside enough time so I was still there nice and early, although I did have to forgo the nap I'd wanted (I don't DO getting up early). The best husband in the world ( Mine. Suck it!) dropped me off and fetched me on Sunday evening, so I didn't have to face the long airport drive. And my GPS came though and told me where to go properly, there was no hassle picking up my car (even though it was a VW Golf, which are impossible to drive. And I've driven a BEETLE, so I know what I'm talkin 'bout!).

So all in all, a fab weekend. I feel really fired up about my business now. First up, a better blog; second, fab business cards! Oh yes. Hopefully fab weddings will follow. :-)

And because a post is not a post without a picture, here's a favourite from the workshop e-shoot:

Workshops & Broadway and stuff

On Friday I will be going to Cape Town to attend a workshop by one of my favourite photographers, Christine Meintjes. This is kind of a huge deal for many reasons:

1) Christine's photography kicks ass, so I'm nervous;
2) This is only the second time I've flown and arrived somewhere alone;
3) I have to pick up a rental car;
4) I have to DRIVE said rental car in a city I've never driven in and have only been to twice in my life. And I'm a person who gets lost a lot. The GPS had better be fanfrikkintastic to me. I don't think I'd GO if I couldn't take Mr Ruby Slippers' GPS.
5) The last workshop I attended kind of sucked in many ways, so I don't want this one to as well.



In other news:
I'm doing a Broadway musical revue with my community theatre group (remember Allo Allo?), and I'm LOVING it. Singing is one of my greatest passions. Broadway musicals - heck, any musicals - are another! Sister and BFF Ruby Slippers are also in it, and I'm making lots of new friends! Nothing like three-part harmony to help you meet people. The last two rehearsals we've been learning the dance for "You Can't Stop the Beat" from Hairspray, and let me just say that they don't call it "You can't Stop to Breathe" for nothing. You can barely breathe in the song itself, let alone breathe while dancing. I have the greatest respect for all those performers who sing and dance and make it look easy.

I'm hoping for some solos. I have my eye on "Le Jazz Hot" and "Don't Rain on my Parade"...I'm also singing the role of Link in "You Can't Stop to Breathe", because, well, there are no men in the show. I don't know about you, but I've found men are notorious for NOT coming to community theatre...oh well, now we get two dressing rooms! Whoohoo! And we get to be Broadway Babes.

And now I'd better go wash some dishes. Peace out, and stuff.