Natural portraits by an Isle of Wight photographer

I found a leech.

On my bag.

I screamed. Sam laughed.

And we giggled for the rest of the day.

It doesn’t make sense to talk about the rain, the cold or the reflectors blowing away because we don’t really remember the worries once we see ourselves in photographs.

(See how I planned the session here)

Our goal.

To create memories, like when a mother watches her youngsters sleeping in bed, their chests rising and falling in slumber. Or the satisfaction of reading a book, eyes fluttering and dancing over the pages. And the look from someone we love catching our eyes and smiling, a warmth spreading through our heart.

Photography is a mirror – it captures Sam laughing, smiling with spontaneous glee shining in her eyes. Recording how bright and beautiful she is in a fleeting moment. Sun shining bright through the trees, a quiet moment when Sam can be truly herself.

We finished with a conversation – what the future holds next year.

Freestyle dancing, a possible move to Guildford and her pals. As I got to know Sam as a friend I gradually understood how fun she is, but not just that – she’s one of those pick-you-up, spin-you-around, makes-you-smile-giggling-stupidly fun that leaves you breathless.

I know whatever Sam chooses to do next year will be a success and she’ll have fun doing it.

(See how I planned the session here)