Monday, 26 January 2015


For the first time in my life last year I spent it mending a broken heart. I could never have imagined being so blinded by love until it happened. He was my one and only it was us against the world, he was my dream, a man who I felt I was walking toward in the darkness, until he shone a light on my life. I cherished every moment in his arms relishing his adoration for me and mine for him, but like most things it didn't last.

If you were to asked me to define the idea I couldn't. It fell apart faster than I could hold it together. I still feel and live in the pain and memories most days, I dream if him most nights, his voice that would calm me, his arms that would wrap around my waist and keep me safe, small nicknames and smells that linger behind. The experience has made me more compassionate and understanding than I have ever been before, but I feel there is a piece of me that will never be recovered and I put it down to my open and lively heart.
 I never want to feel more or less pain than I do. To feel things so deeply takes courage and strength and I am better for it. To all lovers lost, Im still wishing you the best even if you are not in my life anymore. Life is complicated.

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Summer sun

"A light from within never fades"

The afternoon sun sets over the beach, it takes me back to summers trapped in a hot car longing to get to the cool embrace of the ocean. I would stick my head out of the window and try to suck in as much fresh air as possible  before I would finally make it to the beach and I have to race to the cool fresh ocean  before the hot sand burnt my feet.

The afternoon changes colours like rainbows in the sky. It reminds me of poems and salt washed hair, sun kissed skin and wind in the palm trees. LA dreaming, riding id a convertible.

It reminds me of endless days of fun and youth to ride roller coasters and to lye in the park and continuously giggle.

Summer sun reminds me of fresh sheets and light that flashes through the trees or my sheer curtains that get caught floating in the wind.

Hopefully the summer will never end and my heart will stay forever young.

Saturday, 3 January 2015

52 Portraits 2014

In 2014 I took on a personal 365 project, like I do every year. I challenged myself to take a portrait a week for a year (52 Portraits) knowing that I was going travelling and that I want to take photos of people I had not yet met, people I had not seen in a long time and people who were familiar to me. It was a challenge but I loved every minute. I built up the courage to ask strangers, had great and inspiring conversations, learn't about each and every person, challenged my perceptions and improved my portrait photography immensly.

It is challenging committing to such a project but oh so rewarding so this year Im taking on the challenge again but to be creative every day. I hope you set yourself a challenge this year and keep encouraging yourself to grow.

If you would like to read more about each person that I photographed you can view the images on my facebook page at:

Tuesday, 30 December 2014

2014 The year that was....

Personally I had a huge year this year.

I accomplished all of my New Years resolutions, including taking time to invest in myself and my mental well being, travelling for three months of the year to some of the most outstanding places I have ever seen. I witnessed my brother getting married in the summer sun on lake Zurich, ate pizza on the canals of Venice, road bikes and drank wine on a road trip around the south of France, partied in 24 hour day light in the majestic scenes of Iceland, got tattooed in Amsterdam, spent my birthday eating waffles and drinking dark beir in Belgium and scoured the streets of Berlin for street art.

I improved my french in Paris thanks to two of my friends georgeous girls and had fun at a masquerade ball at one of the oldest pubs in Paris. I got to visit the Opera Garnier and stand in wonderment under the gold ceilings of the grand ball room.

I lost friends, found friends and caught up with people who I haven't seen in years half way across the world to realise time doesn't change true friendships. I've watched friends and family grow, change and bring new life into this world. I met Miles, Charlie, Louis, Nieve and Syke in the first year of their life.

I completed a personal photography project and took 52 Portraits and enjoyed the conversation and faces that came with that, I photographed a wedding for great friends in Perth and caught up with my A-team on the other side of Australia.

I finally got one of my images on the cover of a magazine and I moved to Melbourne.

Everything I have experienced has been so profound and has changed me. I will never be the same person I was yesterday and I love the possibilities.

The best advice I got given was that no one is holding you back except yourself and holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.

Thank you to everyone I have come across who has shown me so much love and made me believe in the world again when I have been so disillusioned in the past.

I hope you look back for a moment and appreciate all the things you have achieved in a year be them big or small and then look forward to another year of life.

I wish you all love and luck in 2015, I feel its going to be another big year "your year"

Monday, 3 November 2014



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I have always had a huge admiration for writers from books to graffiti and at the moment I am in awe of handwritten inky texts. Fonts that flow, type that brightens my day and takes me back to summer from a few descriptive words. The words on the page are eased even when insulting and can be full of inspiration that fit together like pen and paper.I love the way the words connect and create stand alone art.

There is so much talent out there, I find myself constantly scrolling through pintrest, stopping in the street to admire old signage or even keeping wedding invitations and hand written notes (which pile up as stacks of paper on every surface available)

When I was at school I use to practice my handwriting before starting the school year, I felt it said alot about me and it defined how my year would be. I still take my handwriting seriously and see it as an art form. Just got to keep practicing. Happy creating folks.

Sunday, 1 September 2013

Eclectika Home

A few weeks back now I was lucky enough to work with two very talented artists Bree Taaffe (Eclectika owner and maker of the most extraordinary smelling candles) and kerena the stylist we would have been lost without on photographing the new Eclectika candle ranges.

If you have never burnt an Eclectika candle you are missing out, they make my whole house smell so sweet and are strong and beautiful. My favourite is the burnt fig and cassis but there are so many it was hard to choose. All of the ranges are hand poured soy candles in beautiful glass jars both frosted and not.

To find out where you can buy Eclectika candles check out the websight

Monday, 1 July 2013

Grinders Mark

The other day while grabbing my morning coffee fix I was blown away by my coffee cup. Not only was the contents strong so was the graphics on the cup. I had to find out who was rocking my world. Turns out Grinders Mark are changing the face of boring coffee cups and will keep changing the designs. Now not only do I look forward to coffee in the morning I also find myself patiently waiting for the next assault of artistry brilliance.!about/c2414