Unfortunately, I don’t have one of those stories where I picked up a camera at 3 years old and knew it would be my profession.
Always had quite good fashion sense, though.
“That’s such a lovely thing to say” has often been the response to observations that, quite frankly, would just be too painful to contain. It’s the same instinct in how I photograph. An instant, unfiltered response to beauty, humour, tenderness, REALLY GORGEOUS UPHOLSTERY, an abandoned crisp packet looking cute etc., etc. and catching them colliding at once.
Intense observation rather than direction reveals coincidences and opportunities for stories that feel cohesive and considered without ever feeling artificially constructed. I photograph moments as they happen, so the images feel more like cinematic memories. And always from your good side.
Nowadays, instead of just telling people how the marbling in their iris perfectly matches the fireplace surround, I get to show them.
Photography came into my life as a way to give my compliments somewhere to go
“They say the creative adult is simply the child who survived, and I like to think of Fruitcakes that way. I’ve always had a hypersensitivity to the things that make life fun and interesting, even when it’s not.”
— Me
Fruity by name,
Fruity by nature.
I didn’t set out to be a Christmas cliché.
Y’all started it.
I’m lucky that being my silly self tends to attract those who are also very much themselves, and that helps them (and hopefully you, too) feel even freer to be their gorgeous, authentic selves.