We drove up from Jurien Bay, stopping at Dongara for fuel, Geraldton for lunch, roadside for photos taken standing atop the roaring ute’s cab for a clearer view.

I find being in transit such a strange act – to start the day in one place and end it in another.

A few favourite photographs from Keeya & Alex’s Mosman Park wedding – an intimate ceremony & reception filled with love & light, colour & fun.

“I think perhaps I would have been an explorer. An adventurer boldly crashing through barriers. I think I would have been always full of joy & light, a slightly taller replication of my 14-year old self. I think I would have said ‘yes!’ and ‘why not?’ even more than I already do.”

A few late night thoughts on living with Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome.

Working in the wedding industry, you see a lot of loved up couples tie the knot, and the parts of the wedding that I always remember are the stories. Disastrous first dates, individual quirks, romantic proposals, colossal mistakes, laugh-til-you-cry memories – all the little things that make a couple a couple.

A mini keepsake session for Felicity & Otis (shot solely on 35mm film), a mother & son living in the sweetest little house hidden in the side streets of South Fremantle.

Flippered feet already hanging precariously over the edge, I leap down below and the saltwater hugs me like an old friend.

My aim in writing about ethical fashion or ethical apparel or sustainable living (whichever moniker you prefer), was to document my transition of buying whatever from wherever because I felt like it, to consciously buying garments that were well-researched and fulfilled a purpose, but 3 years later and I think I might have missed that boat…

Six years ago, I made a bet with my oldest brother that our little brother, Scotty, and his then-girlfriend, Holly, would go the distance. These two kids are childhood sweethearts, and although there’s been a little bit of debate around exactly when they became friends, they’ve known each other since they were 9-years old.

Here though, in Ubud and its surrounding villages, it’s crazy. Total madness, nearly all the time and to get those amazing shots, you really have to work. You have to walk with the viewfinder held to your eye, waiting for that perfect moment, hoping not to trip.

12 hours layover in Brisbane feat. a quick stop for coffee, a few lazy hours in the City Botanic Gardens with some friendly Water Dragons, and a few words jotted down in a perfectly boring inner-city food court.