It is always such a lovely surprise to pick up the phone and hear an American accent. I was totally thrilled when Sarah called and asked if I would be available for a family photo session to document her family’s time living in Sydney as American expats. Sarah and her husband have an adorable little toddler who they wanted to make sure had memories of her time growing up in Sydney. It is so important to document these days when they are little so that when you talk about your adventures living abroad you can show your children tangible evidence that they were there – even if they can’t remember.  Living abroad is such a special and unique experience and capturing it for families is a joy.

We met on a bright and sunny winter afternoon in Rushcutter’s Bay in order to capture the iconic Harbour Bridge and the City in some gorgeous winter light.  Audrey was a dream to photograph (as were Mom and Dad).  I have never worked with a more agreeable and cooperative toddler!  We managed a full afternoon of playing and posing along the harbour and ended the day where Audrey took her first steps.

I hope these images will conjure up happy memories of living in Sydney for years to come.

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Please contact me to book your own family session.



This lovely family wanted to capture memories of their neighbourhood before jetting off to their new life in the UK.  Having spent almost a decade in the same spot, the memories were too numerous to count but we did our best to capture the most important spots in the time we had together.  While change is exciting, it is always hard to say farewell to a place you call home.  These images will be so important to their children when they are a bit older.  Sydney is so far away from so many places that sometimes it’s impossible to visit often to show your children where they were born, played as toddlers, and made their first friends.  Not to mention started school, lost a tooth or learned to ride their bike.  Capturing memories like this is an honour and I hope these serve this precious family well.


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My baby turned four a few weeks ago. Four.  It seems so old at times.  Not a toddler, not in Kindy yet.  Somewhere in between.  Preschooler?  That is what he is but for some reason four stands out as a bit weighty.  Three still sounds like a wee one.  Five – we all know five is big.  But four. What is does it mean to be four?  Well in our house at this very specific point in time it means that you still like to climb into bed with mum and dad around 5:30am most mornings.  Often you have one piece of pyjamas missing later to be found somewhere between your bed and ours.  It means you lie still for another hour or so and then beg, beg, beg me to stay in bed and watch tv with you.  And as much as I want to and often do, at some point I must rise and get on with the busyness of the school run.  It means you go to preschool two times a week – more willingly now that you are four then you did at 3.75 years old.  It means you have made your first friends that grab you by both arms when you arrive and pull you in different directions until you all three fall down in hysterical giggles. It means you sing “I’m a Little Tea Pot”, “Santa Claus is Coming to Town,” and “No One is Lazy in Lazytown” on rotation all day long and I adore it and could listen to it forever.  You love superheros, dinosaurs, trains, and stuffed animals always begging to bring something along to wherever it is we are going that day.  But is also means that you spend hours at the park playing with a ziploc bag that you fill to the top with water, seal, dump, punch holes in and repeat.  It means you tell me “You are best mom in the whole wide world until Disneyland” at least a couple times a day – and I am not sure I know exactly what that means (do I stop being the best mom in the world after we go to Disneyland or is Disneyland sort of like forever?) but regardless I secretly catch those words and pocket them in my heart every time I hear them.  It means you can literally eat a couple bites of apple and a few slices of ham and call it a day. It means that every other night it is my turn to “sleep” with you as you fall asleep on my arm in your bed. And I always hesitate to rise, lying still listening to your soft breathing, knowing that once I get up you are one more day closer to five.


This is my May installment of my 4 on 4 blog circle.  Be sure to follow along in the circle and see what Alexis has been up to over the last month

  • Ohh my youngest is going to turn four later this year! I love the image of him and Spider Man sitting side by side!ReplyCancel

  • I love how you describe what it’s like to be four in your house. Your pictures are beautiful as always. Captured “four” perfectly.ReplyCancel

  • It’s so neat that you’ve outlined all these little details of your son being 4 years old. My only daughter is 18 months and I would like to do something like this!

    I especially love this line: It means that every other night it is my turn to “sleep” with you as you fall asleep on my arm in your bed.ReplyCancel

School holidays + autumn – I couldn’t be any happier.  Term 1 of this year was a long one and as usual I could not wait for school hols to get here.  As luck would have it, the weather seemed to have changed just in time.  Autumn in Sydney is fabulous – my absolutely favourite.  It is warm and dry and the light is just to die for.  Today was our first day on our own so we decided to head off to playground out of our neighbourhood.  We tossed around a few ideas (ie – looked at some photos on the computer) and Rushcutters Bay won out.  There is a lovely gated playground with bright and colourful equipment, a kiosk guaranteed to be open, and a view that makes you feel like you are on holiday somewhere else.  Such a gem so close to the City.  We arrived a little before 11am and it was packed with little ones running around everywhere.  But as lunch time came and went, the crowds died out and for an hour or so we had the place almost to ourselves.  We ended up staying til well into the afternoon.  I can’t remember the last time we spent almost five hours at one park.  The kids would have stayed longer but dinner called so off we went with promises to return again soon.  Such a wonderful start to the holidays.  I just know they are going to go by too fast!

I’d love to chat with you about booking your Autumn family or child session.

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Do you have a favourite park? I’d love to capture an afternoon of childhood fun for you and your family.  Contact me to book a session.

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“I look so beautiful,” said my daughter in a voice that was not quite a whisper, but soft and filled with a mix of pride, awe, and wonder.  Her voice at that moment was one of the most beautiful tones I have ever heard.  I wished I could just bottle it up to play again and again.  I had just played her a slideshow I created from some images I captured a few weekends ago on a stunning Sydney afternoon.  It was an ordinary afternoon spent at the park – not a planned session or a special occasion.  True to my daughter’s nature, she had picked a sparkly dress even though she fully intended to climb, play in the sand, throw the frisbee, and get all sorts of dirty and sweaty.  Since the dress sparkled, I grabbed my camera as we left but didn’t pick it up until we were heading home.  The light was amazing so we went on a little walk along the wharf.  It was a walk filled with the usual six year old shenanigans – twirling in the light, playing in some water, tossing the frisbee with her brother, and playing their favourite game of Sleeping Beauty. But something about that afternoon shimmered, creating a window that allowed me to capture my daughter’s spirit – her joy, exuberance, beauty and tenderness – in a way that I don’t get to see very often.

“Of course you do,” I replied.  “You are beautiful.”  She looked up at me with a huge smile that literally brought tears to my eyes.  I tell my daughter she is beautiful a lot. But often all those articles about how instead of saying your daughter is pretty or beautiful you should tell them they are smart or hard working or strong make me catch myself.  I do tell her she is strong and smart but I equally believe that children should believe they are beautiful – both girls and boys.  But especially little girls. Our culture will always put beauty on a pedestal. I want my daughter to grow up knowing she is beautiful.  That her beauty radiates from deep inside.  That it makes her compassionate, strong, capable, and kind. I want her to believe in beauty and how it makes the world a softer gentler place when it is used for good and not evil.

She wanted me to play the slideshow again and again.  I watched her as she watched and I hoped that the true to life, candid images she was seeing of herself were being etched in her mind somewhere.  So whenever she doubted herself, or felt bad, or had a bad day, one might just pop up and she’ll remember how her mum saw her on that ordinary day. And her day will rise with the smile that crosses her face as she remembers she is beautiful.

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Six year old girl portrait in gold sun

Six year old girl portrait in gold sun


Six year old girl portrait in gold sun

Six year old girl portrait in gold sun

Six year old girl portrait in pink

Six year old girl portrait in pink

I would love to capture the beauty you see in your child.  Contact me to book a session.