Yet again I’m grateful to the most wonderful set of ladies who’ve helped to keep me accountable and in the frame of my family memories over the last year, just as they did through 2020. It’s so difficult as “the photographer” of the family sometimes. Photographing actually forces me to slow down and savour moments….
A feeling of “Here we go again”… continued life in limbo… This is part of ARTIFACT MOTHERHOOD – a project shared with other female artists who are documenting our journeys as mothers and creating memories for our children through our photographs and words. Our seasons are short snippets in the midst of real life where we pause…
Well here we are, at the end of another strange year, and at the end of another year of the Wish You Were Here project – our 8th and final year. It’s been a beautiful conversation of images with some incredible artists, week in, week out, through travels and adventures, and so much more. Global…
Here we are again girls, back in Delhi. We’ve been here since August and so much feels the same, but so much feels different. The first month was spent sitting at these same windows, the ones we watched the second wave rampage across the city through. We were held indoors again, but this time not…
Floating, drifting, at sea. Untethered, but together. Facing each wave as it comes. Gasping, then breathing through. Metaphors in photos of a life, in limbo. This is part of ARTIFACT MOTHERHOOD – a project shared with other female artists who are documenting our journeys as mothers and creating memories for our children through our photographs and words….
Through the windows. Girls, I seem to have inadvertently created a little series of images with a common thread. A series of you both, and occasionally me, gazing out of the windows of our Delhi apartment. Pauses in our days, wondering what’s going on and how things are on the other side. It’s May 2021,…
Everyone who comes to India is struck by the people of this country. I think it’s impossible to come here and not be impacted by the kindness, the welcome, the smiles, the waves, the chats people want to engage you in in the street, the hospitality you’ll be offered. One of the things I’ve found…
UPDATE: We’ve been overwhelmed by the response to our fundraiser, and the number of people we don’t even know who have donated to our appeal. We are Kirsty, Saffy and Indy – a Mum and 2 teenage daughters currently in Delhi, India, and feeling a desperate need to do something from our lockdown isolation to…
In late 2019 a group of female photographers were chatting about how we always encourage our clients to get in the frame. We reassure them of how much their kids love them just the way they are, reminding them they don’t want to be missing from the images of these years of their kids lives,…
Learning new light. How it filters through differently on different days. Different intensities. Different shades. Different patters to observe and respond to. Metaphors for life This is part of ARTIFACT MOTHERHOOD – a project shared with other female artists who are documenting our journeys as mothers and creating memories for our children through our photographs…
Artifact motherhood is a collaboration of artists/mothers from around the world. Sharing stories of the joys and struggles of our journey. Our hopes and dreams for our children.
We’ve walked to this spot, jumping over the cracks in the limestone pavement to reach it, for 3 seasons now. Watching flowers pop up from between the stones, and sun, wind and rain shine or lash at it. We’ve even got up to see the stars here in the dead of night. It’s my favourite…
I recently took a class on making films with the wonderful Sarah Mason. Sarah creates moments that combine both whimsy and truth in her film making and has inspired me for years. In all honesty, while I use photography for many reasons during different seasons of life, the overriding purpose of it isn’t about a…
Artifact motherhood is a collaboration of artists/mothers from around the world. Sharing stories of the joys and struggles of our journey. Our hopes and dreams for our children. With little nuggets of wisdom here and there. These are more than photographs with dates written on the back. These are the artifact we are leaving behind for children and the generations to come.
