family love

Family love.

Beautiful, noisy, happy, chaotic, precious, and oh so perfectly imperfect.

I was honoured to photograph some wonderful faces in 2015, and some little pieces of their treasured relationships.

I’m hoping to capture many more in 2016.

So let’s get together and make some memories of the real stuff.

Whining, giggling, crying, playing, hugging, falling over…..all of it.

Because amongst the chaos, there’s always a little bit of magic.





January 27, 2016 - 9:39 pm

anne Williams - Your images are pretty amazing, Lisa! You capture emotion beautifully. Your images shout out emotion – joy, peace, fun, contentment etc They are a joy to look at

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During the Summer holidays I make it a personal mission to read at least one good book.

This year (on one of my regular trips to the library), I stumbled across a little novel called ‘Promises to Keep’ by Ann Tatlock. I found it on the sale table, alongside a whole bunch of other books ready to leave the cycle of loaning forever. It was twenty-five cents.

I love taking a punt on a random book and being pleasantly surprised. This one was a great read and I happily absorbed the pages whilst in the backyard stretched out on the trampoline, or lying on a sandy beach, or tucked up in bed. Oh Summer bliss.

There was one part however that I savoured more than the rest.

It was a paragraph or two about memories and the wistful recollection of everyday moments passed.

But these words in particular resonated with me.

‘People look for greatness only in the extraordinary and completely overlook the wonder of the ordinary. That’s why those moments are all forgotten, counted as nothing. It’s a terrible loss.’

I really don’t want to forget the beauty in my ‘everyday’……waking up to a sparkling blue ocean.

Or the wonder in my ‘normal’….the feeling of someone I love throwing their arms around me.

Or the little treasures in my ‘routine’……hanging out the washing and feeling the glorious warmth of the sun on my shoulders.

I too often find myself so disenchanted by the sameness of life, even though I know that everyday I am flourished with blessings.

Yes, some days they are much harder to see than others and those days are tough. And that’s ok. I’m all for acknowledging the shitty stuff.

But I mustn’t let the heaviness of those moments weigh me down.

I’m really not in to new years resolutions… all.

But I think this little reminder of cherishing those good, small things is a wise one to carry through 2016.







January 27, 2016 - 7:00 pm

Yvonne - I’m with you on that Lisa. I also read a great book over the holidays “Life is So Good” about a gentleman called George Dawson. One of those feel good books!!

March 1, 2016 - 7:16 pm

Terri - Hi Lisa, this post made me think of a book I recently read titled 1000 gifts by Ann Voskamp. She is flowery in her language, but her message about gratitude & the idea that the ordinary everyday is still holy work have enriched my life. Will take a look for this book-funny that her name is Ann too.

a little bit of Summer

I love the adventures that come with Summer.

We pack lunch in the morning, jump in the car and just go.

Often we don’t really know where, but it doesn’t matter.

There’s that blissful feeling of forgetting work and all our ‘grown up’ responsibilities…..And no one can actually recall what day it is.

Our new priorities are sunscreen and ice cream.

We come home exhausted, sun kissed and glittered with sand.

Not every day is golden. Sometimes the kids are cranky, or a little bit of work sneaks in.

But those days of diffusing petty arguments and catching up on inevitable chores, just make the sweet days even sweeter.




January 15, 2016 - 12:13 pm

Anne Williams - Just gorgeous, Lisa! I LOVE your photography!

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This year we bought our first home.

It was a crazy, scary choice to make and quite the emotional rollercoaster to say the least. But now, seven months into wearing our ‘home owner’ badges, it feels pretty darn good.

It’s a funny thing finally owning the house you live in (and I use the word ‘own’ very loosely), you suddenly have all these new responsibilities, project ideas and roles to fill. It’s like another crash course into adulthood. With parenting being our first.

So, in today’s episode of ‘notes’, I’m sharing some observations on how life has changed since we joined the ‘mortgage club’:

1: When something breaks, we have to fix it. We learned this lesson early on. Our house is old and prone to falling apart in one way or another. We hadn’t even finished unpacking when we realised there was sewage flooding onto our front garden. Our first thought was: ‘Quick call the landlord!’….Our second thought: ‘Oh shit. That’s us!’ I’ll tell you now, there’s nothing quite like poo in your lawn to grant you a memorable initiation into home ownership.

2: We suddenly care about trees, plants, shrubs and how weed free our backyard is. In my previous life, I never ever cared about gardening and had pretty much deemed myself the total opposite of a green thumb. But get this, a few months ago, I bought an issue of ‘Better Homes and Gardens Magazine’, because it had an article about Magnolias I really wanted to read. It’s like I’ve entered the twilight zone.

3: My husband has suddenly become a handy man who loves to peruse the Mitre 10 catalogue and make trips to Bunnings. We also have a whole bunch of tools in the cupboard we most certainly did not own seven months ago. It’s almost as though the tool box is like a magic treasure chest and each time you open the lid, its contents has miraculously multiplied. That, or my hubby is making a lot of trips to the hardware store on the sly. In any case, I’m not complaining because the man has skills.

4: We have become that couple that talks ‘house’ with all our friends. We ask for advice, borrow their ideas, covet their gardens, and find ourselves admiring their excellent choice in blinds instead of actual listening to conversation. True story.

5: And finally, we have a whole new sense of house pride. We love our little home and have said time and time again just how happy it makes us. Yes, it has its quirks. You should try hanging a shelf on the walls in this place. Nothing is straight, the floors creak, the roof is rusty and the drafts diabolical. But knowing that it’s ours and slowly making it into a happy, cosy, inviting home is so rewarding. Tiring, rather expensive and very time consuming…..but totally worth it.




December 5, 2015 - 1:42 pm

Ev - Such a lovely note Leese. We love you guys, and your home. X

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So, just to catch you up, I’m trying this new thing called ‘Notes‘, where I write stuff on my blog. I know, profound right?

My aim is to share everyday observations and thoughts, as well as stories and general sentiments on life. I’m also opening up this forum to your words too. I haven’t had any takers so far…..but it’s early days, so I won’t go and cry in the corner just yet.

Ok, re-introductions over, let’s talk about power ballads and getting your groove on.

Guys, this is seriously the best combo. And I know you already know this…because how could you not? But I’m going to remind you anyway.

Clearly, power ballads on their own are already awesome but if you add movement to the mix, you’ve hit a double whammy of winning my friend.

I don’t thinks it’s possible to play a ballad at full volume and not feel compelled to get up and dance.

Or if not move, at least passionately sing along or lip sync with full gusto.

I saw a guy doing this in his car once and I wanted to hug him. Mostly because he was clearly a total legend. But also because there’s beauty in seeing another human so unashamedly enjoying the moment.

I have to admit, I’m disappointed in myself for not utilising the genius power of music more often. Dancing around my bedroom and belting out an Adele/Roxette/Queen/ *insert your preference here* tune, is way more therapeutic then looking at Facebook for the ten billionth time.

So next time you’re feeling a bit ‘meh’. Don’t scroll your newsfeed again. Pump some tunes baby.

I’m fairly certain you won’t regret it.