January and February were busy months for us. After returning from our Christmas trip to the Scottish Highlands, we had a couple days break before Sasha and I headed to Russia to visit my parents for New Year – and he enjoyed some quality time with them while I quickly nipped back to London.Read More
I still have this vivid image in my head: I’m sitting in a bathroom of the real-life Downton Abbey, pumping milk, while a bride is getting ready for her big day in the grand bedroom next door. My client is patient and understanding: I’ve explained that I’m a breastfeeding mother, and I’ve arranged for a second photographer to join me for a day to compensate for the time that I will be hiding in the bathroom, expressing milk, just like I’m doing right now.Read More
I often joke that I don’t remember much from the first 2 years of my son’s life as he basically didn’t sleep – and neither did I. He did of course, but anything to do with sleep was a major struggle. One of the things I had to do daily was to go for a walk with him, so he’d have a nap – the only way he’d nap for over a year was in his Baby Jogger City Mini – and so that I could actually do some work in my business.Read More
One of my favourite places in Britain is the Highlands of Scotland. I keep coming back to it (there here as some photos from previous trips here), and miss it immediately after I’ve left, and start planning the next trip. If it wasn’t for the weather, I would move to the Highlands in a heartbeat (but I just can’t deal with rain for more than a couple of months of the year ;)).Read More
It all began with Pinterest. Row upon row of perfectly styled Christmas trees, creatively wrapped presents and stylishly dressed children skillfully making star shapes out of cookie dough. Everything in perfect order.
As a photographer who documents real life of real families – mess, warts and all – I of course knew this perfection was an illusion. I know how these photographs are created, mess creatively cut out of the frame, decorations skillfully arranged in good light, children expertly entertained with fart noises to get the most gorgeous smiles, all the tantrums left on the cutting room floor. I know how it’s done because I’ve done it myself for many years.
Last month, my son and I took an impromptu road trip. We spent a week exploring places like Bath, Oxford, Westonbirt and Winchester and I really enjoyed our little break. It was a chance to break away from the routine, go on an adventure – and capture some new photos in the process. I’ll blog more a little later, but here’s a quick selection for now. From top left to right: Westonbirt Arboretum in it’s full autumn glory; The Ashmolean and the streets of Oxford, and playing tag in the ruins of Winchester Palace.Read More