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
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.
Bex + Tom eloped on the Darwin Harbour. It was magic.
I was invited to document the Baptism of Despina. This is up there with one of my favourite photographic opportunities to date. I love documentary photography of people, culture and emotion. This was all of those things and much more. Stepping inside the Greek Orthodox Church in Darwin blew my mind. It feels like you have been transported halfway across the world. My family (and work colleagues) also appreciated the massive trays of Greek baklava and other treats that I brought home for them to eat.
I had previously met Despina when photographing her first birthday party, so I had already started to get to know her and the family. In short, they are a bunch of legends. Despina was born at 24 weeks (or 26, bad memory), and her survival is a testament to her strength. She is a remarkable child with the most peaceful, inquisitive, wise and joyful temperament.
I hope I have captured this, along with the story of her baptism in these photos.
My beautiful friend brought home her third son, Irah. I stole a few moments to get some photos of the two of them whilst the older brothers were out burning off some energy. I can't wait to get the three boys together in a few weeks. In the meantime, here are some quieter moments....
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.
The wedding of Annie to Joel was so beautiful.
When I started doing wedding photography, my Mum told me that I would end up crying in the vows. Not me, I thought, I'm too tough. This one nearly put me over the edge. I said nearly. I don't think I have ever heard anything so romantic or heartfelt, and I don't say that lightly. Between the vows and the speeches, I was pretty much convinced that I wanted to marry these two. Then I realised that a) I was already married and b) it was their love that I was actually loving.
I have culled these photos down to about a third of the full collection - but I am struggling to delete more. So... this is a pretty epic sized post. I hope you enjoy.
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.
Christine asked me to be her wedding photographer before I realised I wanted to be one. They got married on their block at Bees Creek, and the river bed in these photos is their backyard - an absolutely magic spot.
Everything was handcrafted with love by these two, their family and friends; including a multi tiered cake stand that the groom whipped up that morning, and vats of homemade rum. We headed off to take the bridal shots on a Rhino and quad, later the bride and groom entered the reception on a ride on mower. Territory class. There was an incredible bonfire to keep the guests from hypothermia, as the freezing Dry Season night set in, 11.c and plummeting when I left. Between the fire and the rum, I don't think any of the guests noticed. These two are high school sweet hearts and this shindig was ten years (or more) in the making. You could definitely feel the love. I love weddings...
After ten years, and two kids, Loren and Cameron decided on a wedding in the Hunter Valley. I was invited as a guest, so I took my camera as a date so I could document the day for them. It was an absolutely beautiful day and the speeches were second to none, I was laughing so hard I could barely take photos. Here is a selection of my favourite photos from the day. Warning: despite my best intentions, this did not end up being a small selection.