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The Marsh Family

A big thank you goes to the Marsh's for being a great family to photograph.  All dressed in a casual black and white colour scheme I took their portraits on our farm.  Amongst other locations, I also managed to get some shots at the haybales before the roos and sheep ate though it all over the summer, I did however have to invest some time sweeping away the droppings beforehand! It's all part of country charm I guess and nobody expects to stay clean for very long!  A perfect sitting with all being very cooperative and willing subjects...a pleasure to work with.

Troy & Hester

Well the big day for my cousin Hester has finally arrived. As I arrive at my uncle John's house in Gosnells the girls are busy getting there make up on. It was great to see my cousin Marilyn again, who has flown in from Melbourne. Later at the ceremony I would see my cousin Leon who has flown in from Darwin. Understandably, none of us see each other that often, so it was great for this opportunity to be around at this special time. I also have the added advantage of having an assistant this time too. Her name is "mum". Things are pretty relaxed in the household.....that is until Hes tries the dress on. Now I must stress that every wedding has it's own dynamics and hiccups. This one is no different.

The problem here is Hester's corset is riding above her strapless dress line.  My mum, an expert sewer, comes to the rescue with needle and thread and saves the day.  The drama causes me to leave the house late which means I miss pictures of the groom and groomsmen waiting for Hes to arrive.  If I thought I was late leaving the house, I have no words for how late I was getting to the ceremony.  Unfortuneately, my mum's sewing skills bear no correlation whatsoever to her navigation skills, which I completely entrusted her to do.

Flashbacks of us two driving around southern Portugal instantly cause me to go into a spasmodic meltdown, but I manage to calm down when Mum's phone rings and it turns out we are in the right spot and Hester is waiting in the car just around the corner.  In my mind we are 15 hours late, but in fact we are only about 15 minutes late, but that's standard industry practice for the bride isn't it?  For anyone reading this and contemplating me doing their photography, I promise I won't bring my mum to your wedding! I'm glad to say the rest of the day went along wonderfully and the reception at the Left Bank Hotel in East Fremantle was just awesome!