Swim Action Photography - New Site Launched

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Because my Flash based website is just SO slow, I decided to launch a new website with Photoshelter to handle the large number of orders coming in for swim action photo's from various meets. 


So far, so good. There are a couple of improvements that I would like to see made in the near future but on the whole, I'm pretty impressed.


Thank you to all my clients who happily gave me feedback regarding the previous site. It helps to know when you're doing something wrong as well as when you get it right!


Here is the link to the new site. It is also available from the splash page on www.ninabeilby.com.
Location: 18 McLean Ave, Chatswood NSW 2067, Australia

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