I'm one of those people who never knew what they wanted to do. I only ever knew it had to be something...different. My educational efforts were varied and zig zagged around, which is why I've ended up with several qualifications in the creative arts and topped them off with a degree in English, because why not? My journey to photography was slow and steady, while I was unaware I was walking down that path, yet in hindsight it was so obvious. From being that friend who always had her little camera in hand, posting millions of pictures to myspace and bebo (yes, pre-facebook), to unconsciously getting a thorough grounding in digital editing when I was supposed to be learning to draw comics, and then to running a modestly successful instagram for my cats (I got free cat food, that means some sort of success, right?), to finally picking up a real camera and feeling it all slot into place.

That's all very well, but why weddings? If I'm honest, I got married and found that I didn't want to leave the world of weddings behind. There's something so special about a wedding day; you can feel the atmosphere and touch the emotions. As a photographer, I like capturing real moments, and with weddings you get a special kind of raw energy you can't find anywhere else. I'm in love with all parts of them, from the details to the rituals, both the ancient traditions that appear in many weddings and the ones made just for one unique day. It is truly a dream job for me, a dream I never dared to have when I was knee deep in academic theory and asking myself 'what do you do with a BA in English?'