Our great friends Sal and Josh are expecting a small version. I am thrilled. Sal tried so many tricks to get out of having a baby; including a knee operation, a bone infection, and an emergency evacuation to a hospital down south to avoid a leg amputation, and more antibiotics than one human body should have to swallow. That's some serious stalling tactics. I am looking forward to one more visit of her in hospital though. I am hedging my bets on 7 March. It's the birthday of Josh, her husband and the father - for all records - and also my sister. Thats some beautiful energy right there. Good luck my gorgeous friend. It's easy for me to be excited when I don't have a birth to endure between now and meeting the babe. xxx
A couple of hours in the life of Jemma, Dylan and little Flynn.
Dylan is a carpenter by trade, if my really terrible memory serves me correctly. Yet in between 60 hour work weeks, he somehow manages to transform this house into a photography paradise. Even when I dropped their photos off one evening, like late on a Sunday type of evening, he was making a walk in robe for their bedroom!! I know a few people that would be scratching their heads reading this, wondering if he is a real carpenter. My husband is one, and he insists that he can't finish renovating our house because people won't take him seriously as a builder. He has solidly proved that point. It's been 2.5 years for our bathroom.
Anyway, enough slagging off my husband, and letting Dylan steal the limelight off his gorgeous wife, Jemma, and baby son Flynn. This gorgeous family, including their two dogs, are actually real. You might be forgiven for thinking this looks like a styled shoot from Vogue with all that love, beauty and magic light. To add insult to injury, Jemma was also pretty feverish this day; yet she still pulled this off. If you know these guys, they also live next door to another set of legends. Looks like a good street to invest on if you ask me....
One of the guys in this family is Tom, and he was my husbands best mate when they were little and living in country Victoria. I found my husbands school books and laughed to see ‘Favourite activity: building cubbies with Tom.” They took this next level by becoming builders for the same company in Darwin. In fact, it gets weirder. They even had daughters three days apart, who both have blonde, curly hair. And both have been known to mistake their father for the other father which they can be forgiven for given that both guys are blonde, tanned, wear matching work issued hard-yakka clothing and drive the same branded work utes. Frankly, it's this kind of behaviour that makes Territorians suspicious of southerners. Anyway. In recent years, there has been a strong migration north; 11 out of 14 of this family now live up here, AND three of the children/grandchildren have been born in the Darwin Public hospital. That makes them a legitimately Territorian family by my standards. Unintentionally, we really celebrated their love for the tropics by heading to the beach on a sweltering hot, humid evening in the middle of the build up. AND THEN. I made them stand in the blistering sun to get these photos. I really push the boundaries of my professional and personal friendships... Either way. I love these guys and these photos...
Last month I had the pleasure of being invited to document a few hours in the life of this gorgeous family. Little James took me on a tour of the house pointing out his favourite things and activities. I predict he will become a future air guitar world champion, sprinter, gardener, or hat collector. By the end of the evening I felt like I was farewelling a little mate. I was pretty stoked to get a note from Kylie the following day to let me know he was asking about me. Ha ha. Meanwhile my daughters wanted a running commentary of every photo I edited. Luckily Darwin is small so we will inevitably cross paths in future. A beautiful family.
I know Lizzie because I have taken photos of her and Mycool before, and they go to the weddings that I photograph as a guest or bridal party member. When she hit me up for some maternity photos, I seized the chance to take them on an adventure. They consented by letting me know they had a 4WD. It would have been my husbands dream photoshoot because we spent the first 45 minutes 4WD'ing through some pretty rugged terrain, including spontaneously jumping out mid drive so I could get them against the backdrop of some dust that a passing dirt biker kindly created for us - with backlighting. Sometimes there was a fork in the road with an easy path and a really rugged one. As we heaved through the ditches, 37 week pregnant Lizzie asked Mick "why didn't you take the easy road?" to which he answered "there was no challenge in it." He seems emotionally well placed to become a father. Ha ha. I reflected on all the 4WD'ing of these exact roads that my husband and I did when I was a few weeks overdue and realised that I could have been a tiny bit more appropriate in my location choice for a full term preggo. But. I realised there was no need when Lizzie actively scaled some cliff faces a few minutes later. These guys are proper legend and I am so excited for the babe to arrive.
Megan and Ruben live on this yacht. When I found out, I was prettttttty excited to do some "in home documentary" of this life. They were temporarily living in a house during the later part of Megan's pregnancy, and the first few months of Zeph's life. But as soon as they started going 'camping' on the yacht on their weekends, I put my hand up to join them on the tender out. They treated me with delicious Indian for dinner, some ginger beer, a magical sunset, great conversation and the gorgeous company of Zeph. Seriously, what a life.
Happy Birthday Lisa. You are many amazing things. And play dough maker is one of them.
I was eagerly waiting the news of this babe’s arrival, as I was hoping to photograph her birth… At that point, we didn't know she was a she. But she stayed put until I was safely in another state before arriving in the world. I am not about to hold that against her.
Little Coco was 7 days old when I got to meet her; so tiny and peaceful, with the most gorgeous little lips I have ever seen on a baby.
I was feeling clucky before I walked in the door, so it's nothing short of a miracle that I didn't kidnap her.
In the morning, Matisse will be 3. Each time I remind her this, she reminds me that “I am still two and a half” - right up until tonight when she was technically 365 days past 2; one bonus leap day from becoming three. I put Elspeth to bed, and snuck out with Matisse to play in the bush for the sunset on her third year of life. I love this girl more than I could have ever envisaged possible.
On the weekend I had to resist some of the strongest kidnapping urges I have felt to date.
I went to visit my old high school mate, Haylee, her husband Nans and their two daughters Elise and Charlotte, the tiniest little three week old who has inherited the size three million feet of her mother. My favourite part of the visit was when Elise was showing me around the house and took me to see Charlotte, who was sleeping soundly. “TOUCH IT, TOUCH IT” she ordered me, excitedly yelling some 5-10cm from Charlotte’s face, whilst hitting her sister on the stomach. The best bit about this is actually the fact that she was just doing the exact same thing to the robovac seconds beforehand. Babies might be humans to some, but to their siblings, they are toys. Also. First child vs second child. Can’t begin to imagine entering the house of a first born and seeing someone screaming in its face and hitting "it." The parents would flip. Yet number 2 cops eye gouging on high rotation and everyone coos about the siblinghood love.
In between eating and drinking tea I got to “play” with the two kids. I sent the photos to Haylee and laughed a little too hard when she commented “its interesting to see what you and Elise got up to; no wonder she wanted you to come back soon!” I assured her that I was actively supervising her.... through the lens….
Finally Charlotte was slept, fed and changed; ready for my photoshoot. The doorbell chimes and her cousins who live, literally, across the road, have come to day G'day. Hugh put himself to work drawing on the brand new walls whilst Clara gatecrashed my photoshoot and made it ten times more magical.
I love this family – they melt my heart.
It was such a pleasure to visit Kye and Louise and meet little Maggie Louise; who is an absolute sweetheart. Louise was one of my first friends when we moved to Darwin at the age of 10, and we were besties for a number of years. It is a treat to watch her grow such a beautiful family. x