The Lawn Mower Yogi video by tahl rinsky

I've had  allot of comments about the a video I posted on Instagram a while back of Jasper my son mowing the law's while I practice yoga. To be honest I've watched this video over and over myself cracking up each time. I cannot think of a better way to represent the ife of a busy mom who is desperately trying to find some time for things she loves to do or in my case the things that keep her sane. Searching for a moment of peace in the never ending noise that is parenting. 

I woke up that Sunday morning and thought I'll take my mat out to the deck and do a quick practice before the kids are running around; of course within 5 minutes they decided that the best thing to do would be mow the lawns something they learned from their nana - a hard working, lawn mowing unstoppable women. Of course I didn't want to crush their little hearts after they discovered another new and exciting thing they are good at. I decided to enjoy the absurdity of trying to withdraw my senses through the practice of Pratyahara while listening to a lawn mower 2M away from my mat. I must say the practice wasn't as rewarding as I'de hoped but jeez the video came out awesome.

Here is the full length version for you to enjoy.


It's never too late for a career change. by tahl rinsky

My whole life I always feared the question : " What do you do ? " , there were things I knew I loved but I could never seem to package them into a  "career".

Photography has always been a passion of mine ever since I studied film in 1994 ( 14 years old). I loved all aspects of of this process form the clique of the shutter to smell of the fixer in the darkroom. I took photos wherever I went but when it came to taking it one step further and becoming a "professional" I managed to always talk myself out of it, saying its too hard, its competitive, I don't like the fashion world and on and on. The truth was I was scared of failure and needed to go full circle around to come back and find that same little girl with her camera.

I have absolutely no regrets that I didn't pursue this passion earlier as I do believe that life gives you what you need most at any current time. I needed to learn my own value through long winding road of self searching.

Last year I bought my first ever digital camera not knowing how I was going to justify the cost I went for it. I started to document my yoga practice and my life using Instagram as a publishing platform. My dear friends and inspirational teachers', sisters Michelle and Clare Merrefield, suggested I start to offer my services to Yogi's as I understand the practice and am able to capture its magic, Michelle also offered me my first commissioned job as her photographer shooting covers for her new DVD's ( sold across the country at Kmart and BigW). And then it became a "career" growing by word of mouth. I photograph yogis mostly but also people looking for a portrait.  18 moths ago I would have never saw this coming, I lacked the vision that arises from a deep self trust that anything is achievable, the story is yet to be told and age or social statistics mean nothing unless you allow them too.

I'm forever grateful for the friends and family who believed in me all along, I'm thankful for my beautiful clients who make this job feel like anything but work, and of course I'm thankful to you my friends for taking the time to read my expressions.

Its never too late to change direction or start something new, all it takes is trust in the whispers of your heart.


Thanks to my assistant Leon Bryant for these beautiful snaps.

Melbourne march 2015 for  Live Life Well Studio 

 Melbourne March 2015,  The amazing girls of  Common Grounds Yoga.  

 Melbourne March 2015,  The amazing girls of Common Grounds Yoga. 

Melbourne March 2015 Common Grounds 

Melbourne march 2015,  Danielle Kyle of The Collective Studio. 

libby Weaver Byron Bay 2015 

2015 Elsa Pataki, Byron Bay. 

Melbourne March 2015, Malasana - Yogi squat behind the camera.

Into the wild we went... by tahl rinsky

I recently came back from a weekend away form my family with my oldest and dearest friend in the world Shelly. We went to visit her and my beautiful friend who is living with a massive tumour in her spine (her story is incredible and deserves a blog post of its own which will follow).

As happens when sisters don't see each other for a long time we had a lot to talk about and as 2014 was one of the biggest years of our lives on an emotional, spiritual and cutting through the crap of daily life kinda year, conversations were charged with feelings, tenderness and sometimes tears.

I've always been a beach girl, don't even think twice if I'm given the choice where to go: Beach or forest. I always choose the ocean, my love. This time there was no choice we were in the Dandenong ranges of Victoria. A beautiful sub tropical mountain rage filled with aboriginal history and sacred forest. We went for a walk into the woods, into the old growth forest where the trees will speak of lives lived long before our time.

We felt a connection, we felt the depth of humanity and its tiny  existence amongst all that is in this world. We felt the connection with our divine mother and mother earth herself. We felt an instant calm as time stopped and suddenly we were young and old all at once, we were one. 

Into the wild we went to find calmness, serenity and reassurance that we are the wild and the wild is us. Life isn't actually that complicated its only us humans that make it so...


The wild one.

“ We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time. “
— T.S Eliot, "Little Gidding"