There's no doubt I caught the shutterbug from my Dad. One of my earliest memories is of my Dad's Nikon with its hippy multicoloured macrame strap he must of got at some roadside trading post somewhere.
Thanks to both of my parents we have dozens of family albums filled with photos of my sisters and I looking at the camera, all cheesy grins (often with me, ever the ham, striking some ridiculous pose).
So naturally when I got my own DSLR camera as a gift from my husband when our first son was born I took loads of cheesy-grin pictures too.
But it was the shots I happened upon between the cheesy grins that really grabbed me. Images that portray an emotion or feeling I never want to forget.
Capturing these type of images for myself was one thing, could I do the same for someone else? And would they even like the photographs I took?
This is a moment I captured at a recent family photo shoot. It was one of the last photos I shot that day. I just adore how the mother's hand caresses her daughter's face and the daughter is touching her mother's face in her own way. Neither of them are smiling or looking at the camera directly but there's such a sense of preciousness and joy. No cheese required.
Until next time,