One dress, eight artists, two countries. How I captured the Travelling Dress.Read More
Seeing my photography alongside the storytelling images of so many wonderful photographers will always give me buzz! I'm so thrilled to have seen my work featured in these three incredible forums recently. Please click through and get a solid dose of eye candy...I promise it's worth it...
The Hello Storyteller Blog is an inspiring space for artists to share their stories, the good and the bad.
Dear Photographer is a community supporting and embracing photographers across the globe. It was an honour to be featured in their New Zealand & Australia showcase last month.
ClickinMoms is one of the first places many photograpHERs turn for education, advice and inspiration. I'm stoked to see another of my images selected for their monthly dose of inspiration - this time on the theme of JOY!
Here are some of my “must capture” summer moments, and a couple of quick tips for how you can make the most of them.Read More
Stuck at home during the winter holidays?! Don't worry - I've got you covered with 10 tips for creating "holiday album" worthy snaps in your own home.Read More
I used to tell people that anxiety was keeping me thin. This was when I was in my 20s, pre children and a mortgage, and therefore before I had any moral right to actually be stressed or tired. I wasn’t being cute; I genuinely thought that my metabolism responded to the sheer speed at which my busy mind was whirring. Granted it helped that I did things like always taking the stairs at work – but I only did that in an attempt to efficiently cram some exercise into a day that was otherwise too busy for a real workout (well that and the fact that I have a bit of a lift phobia).
I remember one of my sisters warning me that I could expect all of that to come crushing down around my water retaining ankles post-pregnancy. And to some extent that has been true (she says poking at the muffin top over her yoga pants). But there was also a short-lived period of relative calm post-partum. Don’t get me wrong, I was a sleep deprived, hormonal mess who routinely broke down into a sobbing heap at 4pm each day. But at the same time the “hustle” kind of stopped for those first months after each birth. There’s a hazy period where people tell you how it’s almost a responsibility to rest. Visitors tell you to “sleep while the baby sleeps” and family members offer to help. But eventually the offers of help dry up, and you realise you’ve exhausted the reserves of lasagne and casserole in your freezer and you’re expected to just figure out how to get on with it again. And slowly but surely, the hustle returns.
And I realised the other day that I was running on adrenaline again. Not because I need to. Not because my life is dangerous, or threatening, or even particularly challenging by any real standard. But because I feel like I need to be a super efficient, caffeine-fuelled hustler in order to juggle life, parenting, school, my own business, friendships, family and being an empathetic, caring partner.
Around the time that I realised this I stumbled across a booked entitled “Rushing Woman’s Syndrome: The Impact of a Never Ending To Do List on Your Health”. I immediately self-diagnosed and got a copy. I’ve been too busy to read it yet (and the irony of that has not escaped me) but I’ll be interested to see whether Dr Libby can convince me to change the deeply rooted beliefs that have made me this way.
I’d dearly like to be a calmer person. Someone who makes time for downtime. I’d like to see a wave of calm extend into my family life and make me a nicer partner and parent. But I remain sceptical. I mean honestly, how do all those calm, Zen people actually get stuff done? So if I suddenly stop posting here I guess you’ll know I’ve taken some down time and relaxed so much I forgot to come back.
On turning another year older and why we should appreciate it...Read More