A little about me…

I’m a typical beach bum who thrives on sunshine and bare feet.

I grew up in a small town in South Australia called Aldinga Beach. Some of my best memories are from those long, simple days, riding my bike through paddocks to my friend’s place, climbing fences, piling into the car with sandy towels and an esky packed for the day. Our parents would drive their old Holden straight onto the sand, set up camp, and stay until the sun dipped into the ocean.

That easy, outdoorsy way of living shaped who I am. It left me always craving light, freedom, and those slow, unhurried days.

I’m one of five kids (smack bang in the middle!) so even though I love peace and quiet, I’ve always thrived in a bit of noise and chaos. I think that’s why I feel so at home in the mess and movement of family life.

I’ve got a soft spot for folk music and anything stripped-back and acoustic. My dad used to play guitar when I was little, and those familiar sounds still ground me. There’s something about raw, unpolished music that feels honest, and that’s how I like my photos too. A little rough around the edges, full of soul, and true to the moment.

Real, imperfect, and deeply felt.

While I was born and raised near Adelaide, I spent most of my teen years up in Darwin, which is where I met my husband, Matt. We spent the next few years moving around for his work, eventually settling in Sydney for a while.

As a small-town girl, the big city never quite fit. It always felt like I was trying to keep up with something that didn’t matter to me. Eventually, the pull toward something slower, something more grounded, became too strong to ignore. So we left, and eventually found our way to Murwillumbah in the Northern Rivers. The mountains, the creeks, the gentle pace — it gave us room to exhale. Space to breathe, to grow, to find our rhythm again.

We’re a family of water lovers. Most summer days you’ll find us by the ocean or in the pool — salty, sun-warmed, and a little bit wild. I’ve been learning to surf over the past few years, and it’s become my sanctuary. It humbles me, challenges me, and clears my head like nothing else can.

At home, I’m usually working on something with my hands, dragging home old furniture, sanding it back, giving it a second life. I like the doing. I like the rhythm of making something slowly and with care. It’s all about noticing the beauty in things as they are.

Let’s tell your story. Honestly.

As a mum of three, I know how quickly these seasons shift.

My girls are growing into big kids now, but I still feel that ache for the days when they were small and sticky and always needing me.

That’s why I’m drawn to documenting family life just as it is, not the polished version, but the real stuff.

The wild love. The tiny gestures.

When you see your photos, I want you to feel something. Not just how it looked, but how it felt to be in it.

And don’t worry, tantrums don’t rattle me.

I adore big families, wild children, and the kind of chaos that makes your story yours.