Why I See Things Differently?
Somewhere along the way, I stopped photographing the perfect moment and started photographing the real one.
Like so many things, COVID changed the way I saw my own family.
Before then, I was often looking for the beautiful frame. The tidy room. The lovely light.
The moment that looked right.
Then, during those strange years at home, I found myself photographing my own kids simply living.
One Easter, they were making decorations in the kitchen.
They were happy, busy and completely absorbed in what they were doing.
I took the photograph and looked at it thinking…
Yuck. It’s so messy!
The kitchen was busy.
There were dirty dishes, open packets of biscuits, a water bottle,
craft supplies and all the wonderfully ordinary evidence of two kids actually living in that space.
So I left the photograph.
For two years.
Then one day
I came across it while looking for something else….
And it took me right back, like a time capsule had been opened and I loved it.
Every single messy little bit.
Because suddenly I wasn’t seeing a messy kitchen anymore.
I was seeing that time in our lives.
The water bottle they always used.
The biscuits they were eating.
The dishes that never seemed to end.
The things they made.
The way they played.
The home they were growing up in.
A perfectly clean kitchen would have made a prettier moment.
But it wouldn’t have told me nearly as much about our life.
And that changed everything.
During COVID
I photographed my children at home more than I ever had before.
Not because we were doing anything particularly special, but because this was our life.
And now, those photographs are some of the most precious photographs I own.
They aren’t perfect, they’re honest.
They hold the little details I had forgotten.
They show the house we lived in, the things my kids loved, the mess we made, the ordinary days that I didn’t realise I would one day ache to remember.
They’re our story.
And that’s when I truly understood something I’ve carried into my work ever since:
The things we want to tidy away are often the very things we’ll want to remember
So when I photograph your family, I’m not just looking for the beautiful moment.
I’m looking for the truth of it.
The little hand reaching for yours. The toys scattered across the floor.
The toddler who won’t cooperate.
The dog who insists on being involved.
The way your baby sleeps on your chest.
The chaos of getting everyone out the door.
The quiet moments in between.
Because one day, you’ll look back and realise…
that wasn’t just a mess.
That was your life.
And there is something incredibly beautiful about being able to see it again.
Photography that helps you feel seen.
Education that helps you see.
That for me is
The Truly Seen Collective.