The world is a playground, wouldn’t you agree? I’m blessed to have travelled (a lot) and been able to use photography to keep alive the memories of all the amazing places I’ve been to. Without my camera, I’m sure a lot would slowly be forgotten over time, even though when it happened, I swore I’d never forget…
Why do we forget? Because we’re busy. We’re running madly around trying to be all things to all men. Paying off mortgages, keeping the wife/hubby happy, putting food on the table, getting the kids off to school on time, keeping the house clean….we’re rushing around so madly just trying to keep up…that we forget the details. We swear we’ll never forget but we often do.
Trust me, I’m going somewhere with this.
This is my sister Heather, pregnant with her first baby, with hubby Darren, enjoying their summer weekend away by the Murrumbidgee River on their holiday property called The Hut.
When the bump became my niece Lauren, time stood still for my family. I’d been in my sister’s wedding which had been a momentous family occasion and of course we had professional pictures taken. When I went to meet Lauren in the hospital, everyone was there and I thought it would be a nice idea to take my camera. After I got the pictures back from the lab, I noticed that I’d documented the wonderment and newness and tiredness and scrumminess. I didn’t even dream of doing a ‘family portrait’ with fake smiles and contrived poses. Everyone was just so buggared and preoccupied with the baby. Luckily, the memories won’t slip away into a dreamy fog, because we’ll always have the actual moments in our hands to look at, any time we want.
A few months later I went overseas for two years. Lauren turned into a gorgeous little toddler with beautiful curls and ripe red tomato cheeks. When I came back, my nephew Angus had just arrived. Our wonderful little man that needed a brace for three months for his clicky hips. His first days at home and I went in for the photo hunt straight away. Again another baby, and anything goes in terms of what I was going to capture – you can hardly tell a baby to smile.
Then, something happened…something magical that led to the birth of Your Family Story.
I’m a cry baby. I cry at weddings, I feel things, I was always a sensitive child much to my mother’s consternation. For some reason, my heart responds to other people’s stuff. I went to my friend’s mother’s funeral. I’d never even met the woman and here’s Beth blubbering away at the back of the church…oh, I’m a shocker sometimes. What I’m saying is, I think it’s in my DNA to do this work. I find family connections infinitely fascinating, and photography is the perfect vehicle to express what I find.
So here we come to the present moment. And you’ve discovered that Your Family Story is very close to my heart. My eye sees but my heart captures the special moments. And trust me, those special moments, they’re going on all the time. You probably think those lovely little happenings are just ordinary moments, but in my experience they are the most extraordinary. Why? Because they are uniquely yours. No-one else can share and experience that special stuff that only exists in your family.
I love it when a family takes time out to literally, just, be together, and to invite me along to document the real live moments. Because when you come to the end of your life, I believe it’s those special moments and connections that you’ll try really hard to remember.
When I photograph your family, I’ll tell you to focus on your family, not the camera.
When I photograph your family, I’ll ask you to let me be a part of the family, just for a couple of hours.
When I photograph your family, I’ll only create lasting images that amaze you and leave you feeling proud of what’s most important to you: your family.
PS The story continues…