I birthed a baby around 12 months ago, she is called Alice and she is an incredible little human. Being a parent is both joyful and terrifying. I never thought I had it in me to become one….but I am one, so there. There are so many things I could say on the subject but I’ll skip past all of that stuff and cut to the chase.
Being a Mum has unlocked something inside me, deep, deep down underneath all the bravado and cheese fat (yes, cheese fat), something I’ve managed to suppress and conceal for a very long time…
….I want to/need to/simply MUST cuddle babies all day long for ever and ever.
Ok maybe I’m over-stating for effect, but I certainly do enjoy being around the little folk so much more now that I have one of my own. It’s bloomin’ wonderful.
Which brings me to my point. I recently decided to embark upon a solo project of sorts..partly because it’s something I can do without Rob (who works a lot), partly for the extra income….but mostly, and I’ve got to be honest here, I just can’t get enough of sticking my camera right in the middle of delicate, intimate interactions shared by people (and sometimes animals) who love each other entirely and completely.
Like these two… (…well technically three if you count Cleo, the guardian cat of Mia).
I ‘popped’ my newborn photo shoot ‘cherry’ with Anna and Mia…..and oh my. These two are an awesome little family unit and so happy to be with each other, which really just made my job kinda easy. Such closeness. To be privvy to this was nothing short of magical.
Deep in the Noosa rainforest there’s an old tree where young men go to carve the names of the women they love. 8 years ago a group of guys hiked into the forest, heading for the tree, and Dustin had a name to carve…
Noosa has played a big part in Alex and Dustin’s relationship so there was nowhere better to tie the knot than a little hidden grove overlooking the main beach. Friends, family, cocktails, ferry rides, laughter, hugs, dancing, singing, sparklers and a healthy swig of Bundaburg Rum.
Our first shoot in Noosa… it wasn’t bad…
It was great..!
Earth, Wind, Fire and Rain…
Earth… Planet Earth… specifically Australia… more specifically New South Wales… even more specifically Midginbil Hill… but this was Earth nonetheless, and a really pretty corner of it.
There was rain certainly, which is kinda what you’d expect in such a lush forest valley, otherwise where would all the trees and grass and stuff have come from….but what’s good for a tree and what’s good for a wedding aren’t always the same thing. It would take more than a little rain to stop these guys, so the rain came, plans changed, every guest stepped up.
And there was fire, a huge fire. Large enough to warm a rowdy viking crew. Probably large enough to be seen from space, well maybe not SPACE space but certainly it was a decent sized fire…
Oh and there was Karaoke, which is like singing, kinda breathy and windy. Yeah, that counts as wind.
…so Earth, Wind, Rain and Fire… I stand by that..!
Of course there were people too… old friends and close family, filling every possible space with energy, you know, that rare kind of energy. The best kind.
There are some who say it can’t be done. To throw a wedding that straddles the line between a classy, stylish, cocktail soiree and an all-out, shirts off, split pants, dance fest. Surely it would take everything from bow-ties, lace and pearls to funk bands and fireworks. No-one could live at that speed!
Fiona and Joe told us that they were planning just such an event.
The day started well. A little tennis, a quick dip and then time for part one of the plan. Champagne and smooth suits, a beachside ceremony and sunset drinks, stylish and sophisticated… Bam! Done! Success! Time to turn it up to eleven.
Part two starts with a bang. Fireworks explode into the sky and the band launches into a scorching set of dance floor hits that has people literally dancing their clothes off.
Hands down the most fun we’ve ever had at a wedding without being guests.
p.s. the two of us managed to get through the night with our pants intact – just in case you were wondering.
Anyone who knows us (or came to our wedding) is undoubtedly aware of our love of colour and all things colourful…so when Katalina asked if we could edit pretty much ALL of their wedding in high-key B&W… at first we may have been a little uneasy of this monochromatic challenge.
We asked ourselves, how do you shoot all the vibrancy of a big Cypriot wedding without colour? But it seemed that Katalina and Tasos, and all that their wedding encompassed, were made for monochrome. White walls, black ink, no colour….
…well maybe just a touch.
Sometimes stepping out of your comfort zone can yield surprisingly awesome results.
Mariam & Mark are one of those special couples that you can sit down with and by the end of lunch you’re old friends with a full range of in-jokes and an unspoken language of hand signals.
We were already psyched about this wedding, an Egyptian Coptic ceremony (a first for us) in a 13th century church and then up into the mountains for dinner surrounded by olive groves and wheat fields, and then Mark upped the ante…
“We’re having a sunset yacht party the day before and it’s a pity you can’t come with us… hey… why don’t you come with us?”
We didn’t need a lot of convincing and by the end of the cruise we’d met their friends, family and even the Swedish priests that they’d bought with them from America. So when we arrived the next day, we were met with a church full of friendly faces.
Sometimes everything falls into place, two fun people very much in love, great guests, perfect vistas, and the golden light that hits just as you walk out into the field. By the end of the day Lizzie had learned a little bit about Seinfeld, I’d watched a man eating grapes straight from the vine and we’d made some “friends for life”.
On a side note we edited this wedding to Meatloaf’s “Bat Out Of Hell” but I don’t think it shows.