Once More

There is so very much I could say and tell you about. My life has done a 360 in the last few months and as I’ve been trying to process it and organise for it, there has been little time for keeping up with my usual routines.

And of course, the decision that we have made is once again turning our normal routines upside down for a brand, new start. After much deliberation, the Canadian and I have decided to move back to Australia. We don’t know if this is the right choice, but for now, at this point in time, it is the right one for us. It’s going to take lots of re-imagining and finding our way in the waters of a different kind of life again but I know that our adventurous hearts will guide us through.

We love and will miss the beautiful village life we’ve made here in Vancouver. I know I will certainly miss seeing those snow capped mountains each morning as I looked out our window. I will miss the ease and the stress-free day to day living a smaller city brings and hope that readjusting to the bigness of Sydney will be a fun change, rather than a troublesome one.

As I think of our new life, I have been imagining us close to the sea, taking daily walks by the beach. Fingers crossed that an apartment will be waiting for us when we are ready to find it in just the right place. I, of course, am overjoyed at being able to spend real time with my family and friends again and cannot wait to reconnect with them all. I’m already planning our Christmas gatherings. As excited as I am, we will leave here with heavy hearts, knowing that we once again have to say goodbye to people whom we love and to a place that will always be our home.

These images were all taken around Vancouver with my Polaroid 180 Land Camera and Fuji film.

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Hello Again

Where to even begin? I’m still alive, dear friends! Life is certainly full of ups and downs and twists and turns. Lately I’ve been experiencing them all and enjoying the things in life that important while trying to figure out the next move.

But rather than let life get in the way too much, I thought what better time to come back to this space than Roid Week! I will be sharing some instant images that I’ve shot in the past few months, plus some that I’ve held off from sharing from Instant Love.

I’ve got some big changes happening again in my life soon but more on that later. Hopefully, I will be able to share some new images from my latest toy with you soon.

Happy Roid Week!

 

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A Piece of Irish Heaven in the States

Scituate, MA…one of the loveliest towns I’ve ever had the pleasure of visiting. A small seaside town not far from Boston and the most Irish town in America. This was from a very short weekend visit spent with family.

Quaint doesn’t even begin to describe this gorgeous little pocket of the world. These were shot on the main street of Scituate and out at the lighthouse on the edge of the harbour.  As we stood on the rocks by the lighthouse, looking across the Atlantic Ocean, I could visualize thunderous waves rolling in during a storm. The houses are built for it, but I imagine it would be a little scary when the seas get rough. And those buildings? Adorable! I don’t know how many times I think this in my life living abroad, but I knew I wasn’t in Australia anymore.

I really love this part of the world…isn’t it gorgeous?

As always, these images were shot on Kodak Portra 400 film.

p.s. Registration for the summer session of Shoot By Design opens at 9am PST today!

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Published in Somerset Mag

The lovely Alessandra of Gypsy Girl’s Guide asked me to contribute some of my images to an article she was writing for the magazine, Somerset Life. Her article discussed The Art of Collaboration as seen on her blog Gypsy Girl’s Guide.

I am thrilled to see my work alongside many of my peers and inspirations and it was such an honour to be included in such a beautiful article. You can see work by Alessandra Cave, Fernanda Montoro, Jeanine Caron, Jena Ardell, Deb Schwedhelm and Leonie Wise.

Thank you to Alex and the editors at Stampington for including my work. You can find the current issue in bookstores.

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Home And The Rest Of The World

It’s been a roller coaster of a month for little old me. My time in Sydney was full of happiness, excitement, rest, anguish, stress, sadness, and joy. Living abroad is such a mad mix of emotions both while you are away from home and when you return. You always feel a little on the outside of both worlds – never feeling like you completely belong in your new land and the same time feeling disconnected from the home you grew up in. This life you lead is often hard to describe to others.

Despite the disconnectedness and the not so great things that happened on my trip home, I spent many joyous days soaking up my beloved Australian light and feeling the sand beneath my toes at the beach. I reveled in the bliss that is spending quality family time and devoted many mornings and afternoons to sipping my cherished Sydney coffees with friends old and new. I lapped up my favourite shopping haunts and ventured to many new ones.

I think my most favourite moment was my second morning in Sydney. I walked along the esplanade with my mumma in the glorious sunshine, the light was sparkling on the beautiful blue ocean and bouncing over the sand so perfectly white. Mum asked me if I missed the city…I looked out and said, “that right there is what I miss.” I think she looked at it with almost glazed eyes, as she sees it on a regular basis. I told her that we Australians have no idea how lucky we really are. You don’t know until you leave. And I’m quite certain the same thing happened to the Canadian when he lived in Sydney. His homecomings would include looking at those snow-capped mountains and thinking the exact same thing. He hasn’t told me in so many words, but I’m pretty sure that’s what he’s thinking when he sits atop Whistler Mountain on his snowboard.

Clearly, these are first world problems and ours could be far greater…either way, we will be alright.

p.s. Swing back here tomorrow to hear about my give away!

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The Hardest Part of Living Abroad

Hello all,

I’m currently working away on new things that I hope to tell you about soon. Of course, instead of just working on one new project, I’ve given myself a second to make things even more complicated. As I work away at these two projects, my mind tends to drift off into daydream land (as it always has) and I’ve been thinking a lot about home lately.

It’s been a year since I was at home in Australia, the longest I’ve ever been away from my family. Even before we moved to Canada, I never thought I would go that long without seeing my Mum and siblings. In a perfect world, I would fly home to see them every few months but that’s just not possible. Thank goodness for Skype! With Skype I get to at least “see” my family once a week. Having those weekly video calls with my mum is the only thing that keeps me afloat. If I didn’t have that contact with her, I don’t know what I’d do.

This weekend especially I will be missing my mum and wishing I could be with her. If you get to see your mum whenever you like, please give her a big hug and know that we aren’t all as lucky. I love you Mum!

What’s the longest you’ve been away from your loved ones?

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A Seaside Wander

These are scenes that I will never get used to. Coming from a place where the ocean is often blue and the sand white, walking along beaches like this truly makes me realise how incredibly different our big world is. We took a rather large staircase to wind our way down to Wreck Beach. It is famous for its unclothed patrons and amazing sunsets. Thankfully, it was still pretty cold and there were no nakedly ones frolicking in the water that day- just a few wanderers off in the distance, a lone heron and some hippies playing guitar. The beach was ours alone.

Photographs taken with a Yashica FX3 using the new Kodak Portra 400 film.

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