A promo shoot I did for Vogue Charity Fashion Show on Queen's Campus. We shot on Wolfe Island...it was frigid - these guys are troopers

 This is Dylan, named after Bob Dylan. She's my breath of fresh air and I try and remind her of that every chance I get. I've never met someone so good down to their very core. Shes a romantic through and through and could never start a fight if she tried. Dylan would be useless in a zombie attack, but thats exactly why I love her.

This is an editorial I did for a small magazine called Muse. They wanted it to be a day in the life kind of situation, true colours, very easily digestible by the masses. It was the first time I ever had anyone else to please but myself with my photographs.


I didn't meet my models before hand, I didnt know the locations and I had never seen the clothes. For a first attempt and going in completely blind... I could have done worse.

This is Michelle, my sweet Georgia peach. I really couldnt tell you where that name came from, or why it actually stuck so well but hey, better than forcing a proper nickname on her.

Roses are more what she reminds me of. Both in their antiquated beauty and their timelessness. Mitch doesnt tick the way I do, she's calculated, well thought through and direct. It keeps us interesting and gives me something to strive for. Also, I love her red red hair.

 This is Eric. He's important.
Same lighting all the way through but I enjoyed both the under and over exposed too much to pick one, so youre just going to have to bare with me. Taken on a lazy afternoon in Kingston.

Jezebel... or I suppose Jessica as the world knows her (mostly known to me as Jess, Jessa, J-Bird, and grossface) enjoys architecture, romping around in shiny pants and impromptu photoshoots till 2am. She's good times pretty much one hundo percent of the time.