“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.” Poet: with all our ocean swims her hair is reaching a new level of wild. So too is her temperament (shot on a canon 5d [...]
taken on the last day of 2013, an early morning portrait of Poet In 2013 I was asked to write a piece on motherhood for Papier Mache magazine and I chose to tell the story of 52. This is what the [...]
Mid last year I decided that I needed to change the name of my blog. Che was my baby and Fidel was his teddy; but the baby grew into a long-limbed school boy and the teddy made its way to the [...]
I don’t think I’ve ever been on the cusp of a new year and had so much happening around me. Some of it has been in the pipeline for months now, a lot of it was only confirmed a few [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Che: warming himself in the sun, giggling uncontrollably as I tickle his belly (with my toes). Poet: a special ice-cream [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Che: tired, exhausted and hot but still, the fairy lights intrigue. Poet: standing in my childhood bedroom, admiring [...]
To be honest, I didn’t have time to go through all my 2013 photos and pick a few “outtake” portraits. But curiosity got the better of me so I strolled through the year and [...]
Last week I had the privilege of documenting Gaby and Clementine’s babywearing journey. Early morning at the beach; milky light and alabaster skin. Looking through the photos there was one [...]
Every Wednesday night I go to a yoga class – it’s my mid-week reprieve, an opportunity to find space, rediscover patience and gain perspective. To begin my practice I lay with my legs [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” Che: goodness, what a masculine stance. Poet: on tip-toes as she looks out the window. I’m getting a little [...]
pom pom Australian natives that match my header / rich, summery prints from bohemian traders Our visit to Bali slightly threw my seasonal series but I’m happy to say I’m present once [...]
theresa and mason (such a beautiful, wise little face) – early mornings at the beach Thank you for your (often brutal) honesty on my “third baby” post last week. It was [...]
