I guess I’ve always had this compulsion to document things. A corner of my attic is stacked with shoeboxes full of journals and photographs.
My journey into professional photography was slow and organic. I was writing music reviews when I met a guy who played guitar. He played in bands and I went to every show, a camera round my neck. Soon, I started photographing other bands. My photographs were printed in national magazines. I got commissions from editors. My photographs were licensed for ad campaigns across Europe.
In 2011, I married the guy who played guitar. I took my camera to our own wedding, but hardly got chance to use it. It didn’t matter because we had a fab photographer capture everything, and when we received his photographs in a beautiful album, we couldn’t stop looking at them.
Later that year, I photographed my first wedding. It was the week before Christmas, and the sun was bright and there was frost on the ground. I loved everything about that wedding: the deliriously happy grins on the couple’s faces as they signed the certificate, the fairy lights covering the ceiling of the cavernous barn at their wedding reception, the kids with handfuls of cake, the raucous best man’s speech, the tequila-fuelled dancing! I was hooked!
Since then I’ve travelled across the UK and beyond to document all types of weddings: grandiose and formal, intimate and barefoot, and everything in between. I love the details, the emotions, the excitement, the personal touches, the traditions across cultures and families.
Brighton is my current home. I live at the edge of the cliff with my husband, a Westie called SHARK! and a Staffie called Brie. When it’s warm, we swim in the sea and BBQ. I love roadtrips, people, adventures, and sticking photographs all over the walls.
You can see my music/portrait photography website HERE.