Time to change: Why I’m chucking out the rules in 2023
Have you ever felt the need for more, in life, in business, in your soul?
Thanks for being here.
It means a lot to me as I’m writing a very personal blog charting the beginning of my journey, about why I’m changing the direction of my photography business.
As many of you know, I’ve been photographing babies for about 10 years now. I’ve lost count of the number of babies I’ve held and had the honour of photographing, it must be well over 200. And then there’s watching those babies grow up, becoming toddlers and eventually, young boys and girls. It’s been a gorgeous journey and I’ve been priviliged to be part of it.
But after 10 years, I’ve felt a real calling to change direction. I want more. I love my camera. I love photographing. I love my tiny clients.
But I feel like I’ve become so used to photographing babies that I’m not pushing myself anymore. I want to rekindle the buzz of what it feels like to create a truly original image, something that’s come deep from my soul and something that truly represents me and where I’m at in my life right now.
And so – two big changes coming up. One – I’m physically moving – eek! I’m going back to my childhood hangout of Whitstable in Kent. Well, Tankerton to be more precise. It’s by the sea and offers a slower pace of life. ‘Nuff said.
Two – as I look to express myself and create magic in the studio, I’ll be developing and expanding my business into Creative Portraiture. Fine art photos, beautifully, well-thought-out concept images that have a message, that allow me to express myself but crucially allow my model to shine like the star she is. I’ll be offering amazing photography experiences to any age adult – not just babies anymore! – as I look to perfect and hone in on my new style.
The image featured here is from my first-ever Creative Photoshoot with a goregously pregnant mama, Radka aka @grwrady. I can’t wait to do more of that, please!
Back to the Sea.
I have lived and worked in London for as long as I can remember. Since my early 20s, over twenty years ago.
The buzz, the bright lights, my career, feeling like I’m part of ‘it’, whatever ‘it’ is – that’s why I’ve loved London for so long.
But it’s time for a change. I’m going back to my roots, down by the seaside in Kent.
I’ve had a rollercoaster of a year and it’s been really tough. I lost my mum at the start of the year (2022) and am still in shock. It’s taken me many months to even write this down in a blog. It’s not the sort of thing you can easily blog about, is it?
After getting really ill myself shortly before she passed away, where I was bedridden for weeks, I’ve been forced to stake tock and re-evaluate my life. “What am I doing with it?” being the main question. Ha! How many times have we all said that!?
Have you ever thought the same about your own path and journey? I’ve had these thoughts before but never so profound as now. I’m now parentless, my dad died over 10 years ago. And so I’m kinda in charge now, and that’s a weird feeling. Raising my beauitful boys up and trying to do a great job, like my mum did for us, I just want the best for them and a slower, more peaceful life.
And so off to the seaside we go.