Breaking the ice...

A blog about dreams, inspirations and my colourful experiences.

Im a 20 year old Fashion Photographer, who was born and raised in Bendigo until aged 9, when I ventured with my family into the bustling city of Melbourne. Melbourne has opened my eyes to soo many magical things, but it is my passion for photography that has thrived the most.
     I've never written a blog but I have always kept a journal to document the many memories that I cherish. This year however, I aim to treat this blog as my journal, as it can be carried with me all over the world! But firstly, in order to keep up with my ever-changing thoughts, I feel it is only fair to fill you in on my story so far...
     I was a typical uncoordinated goof-ball all the way through my childhood. I did almost everything the long way and often got myself into trouble with my bashful curiosity and vivid day dreams...Then adolescence kicked in and I learnt of the horrible side effects of puberty. Although my chubby limbs had been elongated, my dexterity with those limbs had improved very little. I kept with me my freckles and airy nature, which were both soon to cause me grief in high school...
     My very prominent freckles, awkward humour and terrible common sense would have been a disastrous combination for any other student, I am sure of it. However, they were no match for my innate ability to be able to laugh heavily and frequently, at my own expense. It was during this time that I learnt of how important it is to not take life, or yourself too seriously. My high school years from then on were filled with laughs and good company. In class I was often chastised for daydreaming or chatting to an excessive level, until I learned how to satisfy my teachers with just enough work to earn consistently good grades. By year 12 I was so bored with the curriculum and the lack of effort that it required, that I longed for Uni to start and for the chance to spread my wings as an adult.
     I had all intentions of applying for Legal Studies until the week after receiving my study score. I started to host a horrible feeling that stayed with me through the day, and kept my mind racing through the night. The more I thought about who I was and what I wanted to be in the future, the more confused I was. I realised that the only career that would be able to capture my mind and heart for a lifetime, had to be one that harnessed my creative side. It all started to make sense to me...
     I would barely call myself a fully fledged adult and I still carry with me many, if not all, of those original traits. However, I have found union and balance within myself and find great happiness in knowing that my career takes me to places that I don't expect and into the lives of people that I would never have otherwise met. So far, although time consuming and unarguably competitive, I have found my experience in Fashion Photography has done nothing but inspire me further...