I didn’t capture my own pregnancy—a decision that haunts me even now. I hesitated, doubted, and let my insecurities hold me back, and it’s a regret I carry deeply. But that absence became my greatest lesson, shaping how I approach photography today: as a gift, a legacy, and a way to preserve the fleeting beauty of motherhood for generations to come.

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Mother to be arms reaching up to the full moon at blue hour

17 Photographer mentees, three nights, three full moons, and the wild beauty of Yallingup’s rugged shoreline. Reflecting on the Western Australia maternity workshops, where motherhood met untamed nature under the glow of cinematic sunsets and moonlit skies.

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