I should be at home washing the clothes, cleaning the floors, baking cakes, preparing dinner. There is not much time in the week to do all that boring, boring stuff. Although baking cakes is cool. … Continue readingwhen you’re put into a box
As parents we struggle to find any time for ourselves. We feel like we rarely have the time to do things juts for us.
Or at least that is the story we like to tell ourselves. What i have come to realise is, if there is something you really want to do, something you want to achieve. If you have a personal goal. … Continue readingStealing Time
Before I became a mother I didn’t know children could annoy me so much.
Before I became a mother I didn’t know I could shout so loudly.
Before I became a mother I didn’t know my patience could run so thin it could melt as soon
as I spread it out.
Before I became a mother I didn’t know I would daydream of being sick just so I didn’t have
to get out of bed, just so I could have a rest and not be responsible for anything. … Continue readingLets talk about Motherhood
Once a week I Photographed the Same Tree, at the Same Time of the Day on the Same Day of the Week. I wanted to capture the changing light through the year. Coming from Ireland where we can 9 months of dark mornings I am … Continue readingA Tree Through the Seasons.
When I first decided I wanted to be a family photographer. I imagined I would be what they call a “shoot and burn” photographer.
However the more I learned and the more I realised about what goes into running a business, I decided I needed to change my business model.
There are two main reasons for the fact that I don’t just want to offer the digital files only. … Continue readingwhy do i not offer digital’s only ?
Tender Life is all about savouring the moments. Preserving them for safe keeping. It can be scary how easily we forget the small delights that make us feel happy and safe and contented. … Continue readinglovin the little things
She has long auburn hair.
She has green eyes and freckled arms.
She sort or looks like me, but she is twice my size. Easily about ten foot.
She has a menacing look on her face. Her eyes are squinted and her nostrils are flared. Her hair appears as if it has been back combed. Its thick and frizzy. Her fists are clenched and her feet stand firm on the ground.
I ask her politely to please move, she is blocking my way. … Continue readingwhat’s standing in your way?