Read MoreOnce upon a time there lived a queen. Oh, so beautiful and oh, so terrible. Her beauty held such power that the Lords and Ladies of the court quaked and quivered and banished her to the depths of the forest.
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Like the light of angels (part two)
When I posted the first set of Angel images from our jaunt in the forest, I mentioned there would be a part two. Voila! These images looked so different to the other set that I didn't want to post them together, where one set was filled with drama from both the light and the action, these are soft, muted, calm.
Read MoreAll was golden (Thomas Oscar Miles Workshop: Part Three)
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I love autumn. I love the colours, I love the jumpers and the fun scented candles that seem to only come out when the leaves are turning. It's no surprise, then, that in the height of summer I decided to take all of the greenery and paint it gold.
Read MoreThe Song of the Pearl Keepers
My favourite thing is creating magic. There is very little that I enjoy more than creating little pockets of whimsy with my favourites. Sparrow and Wren never fail to make my heart happy.
Read MoreLike the light of angels (part one)
I have taken a lot of magical photographs in my time but none are as magical as these. The first image in this blog post is quite possibly the most wonderful photo I have ever taken. But I never expected to take these.
Read MoreFor your Queendom of Gold (Thomas Oscar Miles Workshop: Part One)
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Yesterday (keen, I know), I had the absolute pleasure of attending Thomas Oscar Miles' first ever photography workshop alongside Katie Howey and Caroline Victoria, featuring the incredible talents of Nicolé Dawn Makeup Artist and Miss Rosie Lea.
Read MoreOn the wings of white butterflies
Confession: I love white butterflies much more than colourful ones. But butterflies aren't where these images originated. These images started with a dress. This dress.
Read MoreAnd if you need me I'll be dreaming
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The day I took this photo, I slept longer than I intended to. The day before I got up very early, drove a lot and got back very late. It's apt that this was the photograph I had planned for a day on which I would be so tired.
Read MoreThe Fawn
Would you believe me if I told you it was tipping it down less than an hour before we shot these photographs? When I jumped in my car to head to Sparrow's I was begging the sky to keep itself to itself. Loudly. As soon as I got into Oxford, however, the rains started. Noooo.
Read MoreThere's a red moon rising
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Something surreal created on a scorcher of a Sunday. It's surprising what you can achieve with just a novelty moon lamp, a black bed sheet and yourself.
Read MoreOver and over and over
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Sometimes ideas float around in my head for a while and turn out differently than I expect and not necessarily in a bad way. This is one of those ideas, and I will be revisiting it again in the future.
Read MoreSelf-Sabotage
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I am prone to self-sabotage. I am the demon on my own shoulder, pulling at my hair, picking at my skin and telling myself that a little of this won't hurt, and a little of that, and a little bit more.
Read MoreOf Masks and Shards
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This week was an experiment in both colour and technique, and I was fully expecting to not get any pictures I liked but that's what my mission to create consistently is all about. I want to learn new things and create outside of my comfort zone .
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I've been feeling fuzzy
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I've been feeling fuzzy lately - like there's static in my brain while it is simultaneously filled with syrup. Everything has been slow and crackly and like it may not actually be there. When I've tried to concentrate, my brain, the poor thing, has been pulled this way and that, all the while getting stuck in the syrupy. fuzzy sludge. It's not been a good brain week.
Read MoreThe greater your shadow becomes
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I'm not much of a gamer. I have random bursts of obsessively playing things and then I stop and play nothing for months and months and months. But sometimes you find a game that plants itself in your heart and never leaves. This is a homage to that game .
Read MoreIn Worship of the Sun
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This is a love letter to golden light and little pockets of wilderness in the middle of a bustling town. I was born in Oxfordshire, where the countryside is abundant and available within a short walk. When I first moved in with my other half back in 2016, I was worried about the lack of open, green spaces. In the Black Country, there isn't much sprawling countryside between towns, often there's nothing but a sign in the small space between streets to tell you where one ends and the next begins (at least, that's the case where we live).
Read MoreThen came Easter
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Easter came far too quickly. I wasn't entirely prepared for it. When I decided to take more self-portraits, I didn't plan on creating an Easter-themed image but then, on one fateful late-night snack run, my other half and I came across an incredibly cute door wreath. You can tell I'm rubbing off on him because at exactly the same instant, we looked at one another and both exclaimed 'crown!'
Read MoreFrom in the Clouds
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Today is my birthday, and yesterday, Sparrow, my partner in crime helped me become a princess. She also took the shots at the end of this post, and had the mad and brilliant idea to make a cloud tree! It's the first time I've used clouds in a long time and I love it.
Read MoreStars
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The last self-portraits that I took of myself that I liked included stars, so it makes sense that these ones do too. (I would love to say this was completely planned but it only occurred to me when I was writing this blog entry.)
Read MoreThe Veil
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It was early in the morning, we'd been staying at a kooky little house in the Devon countryside when the mist rolled in. We'd gone away with the intentions of creating and the weather seemed to be on our side. Mist is one of my favourite conditions to shoot in, there is something magical about it, and something that little bit uncanny.
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