Holiday photos have always got me, I can't get enough of them. When I was a child my Mum would take photos of our summer adventures on slide film.
It took an age to set up the trays of slides and I remember the anticipation and joy when the lights went down. Nothing could disturb us, the memories of our holiday, immortalised on the screen, then kept, safe in a little box. The best shots were always the ones where we were off guard, captured in real moments.
Throughout a really busy year in my studio I found myself longing to takes pictures of my own growing girls. With a few weeks off, I set about trying to capture some of my own children's magical movie moments.
Perhaps I am trying to re create the nostalgia I felt as a child or maybe trying to hold on to the last few precious summers, before they want to holiday without us. The girls often discourage me from taking their photos, but once I explained that I had a project in mind, they relaxed and allowed me in to their space. When the light was right and the moments were real, I was able to capture what will be known, in the not too distant future, as the good old days.
I cannot thank my girls enough for allowing me the opportunity to freeze frame seemingly ordinary moments in time. I couldn't think of better subjects as they transition from girls to women.