Annie in Canada.
Summer brought us a string of visitors from Australia; one of whom was my dear friend Annie. An incredibly talented photographer, I'd been quietly following Annie's work since she was 16, and even then she was blowing my mind.
Two days in Paris.
There are some cities in the world I know I definitely want to see before I fall asleep forever, and Paris is one of those. Paris was one of the first cities I had been excited to go to when I was younger, and French is the language I was drawn to learn in high school (for reasons I couldn't and still cannot explain).
LUX* Saint Gilles, La Réunion
My final trip with LUX* Resorts was at LUX* Saint Gilles, Île-de-La-Reunion. It was the 3 days I spent on this little island where I was able to truly had to exercise what little French I knew/could remember from school.
LUX* Le Morne, Mauritius
After the Maldives, I travelled to Mauritius, running my workshops at Belle Mare & Le Morne. LUX Le Morne was the last of the two resorts I visited, and was a beautiful way to end my stay in the country. In the car from the island's north-east to south-west, I was captivated by the changing landscape as we drove closer and closer to the mountains.
LUX* South Ari Atoll, Maldives
Some images from the time I spent in The Maldives running my photography workshops at LUX* Resorts.
Four lakes in a day
The week before I left for my trip to the Indian Ocean for LUX* Resorts (more on that soon) was an...interesting one. We moved from our house, our first home in Canmore where we made many a great friend, to a condo deeper into the forests and mountains, further from town, but closer to the wild and the wildlife.
Ha Ling at sunrise
I wasn't always an outdoorswoman. It honestly wasn't until I started yoga that my relationship to that which I used to avoid changed—rather than judging myself harshly for not being able to break a “bad” habit, I began to observe the discord at an arm's length, and approach it with a process of enquiry.
Winter in Maligne Canyon.
An extension of our epic winter roadtrip story, here's a dedicated photo story from Maligne Canyon, Jasper National Park. We decided to visit Maligne after winter highway closures changed our plans while we were on the road to Canmore, and we had absolutely no regrets.
An epic winter roadtrip story.
It's been three weeks since our first Canadian roadtrip and our journey from Vancouver. Even crazier still, it's been almost 3 exact months since we left Australia. The day-to-day looks and feels and smells so different, but better yet, it feels like home. Everything about it sits right with us.
Gastown with Megan.
I count myself extremely lucky to have come across people in my short life that I've instantly connected with. Megan is one of those people.
Vancouver Snow.
The sound of white. A quick (lest we lose our extremities) adventure down the park to enjoy our Vancouver neighbourhood blanketed in snow—we got 6 days in a row of snowfall, which is unheard of in Vancouver.
Bowen Lookout: Cypress Mountain.
This is definitely one of my favourite experiences in Vancouver to date: backcountry hiking in Cypress Mountain. Martin, my cousin Julien and I had made a plan to visit Cypress after a week of good weather and our trip to Grouse. Unfortunately at the last minute Martin came down with a cold after weeks of us feeling rundown and exhausted, so Julien and I went alone.
Capilano Suspension Bridge.
From a grey and rainy day, two weeks ago at Capilano Suspension Bridge. It was beautiful being amongst the treetops, although I will admit the main bridge was sometimes too crowded for my liking.
Grouse Mountain.
Vancouver welcomed us with day-after-day-after-day of rain in our first week here (just standard west coast life I guess). Just as I thought it would never end, on the Friday of that week we were gifted with a beautifully sunny day to break up the grey.
The year of change: 2016.
I never wanted to be one of those people who said “the year has gone by so fast!”, because well, of course it does, and it will do so every year. But the more time passes, the more I become startled by how much I seem to do within a year (which becomes all the more apparent every time I look back).
At Home With: Sophia Mary Mac.
An afternoon at home with Brisbane designer & illustrator, Sophia Mary Mac. Sophia's stunning space is in a beautiful two-storey Queenslander (that's a type of home here in Australia, for those not-in-the-know) and is worthy of some serious envy.
Hand-lettering with Leona Fietz.
I'm so lucky to be surrounded by an incredible, supportive and talented community of self-starters in Brisbane. Leona is just one of these amazing people.
Sydney, August 2016.
Last week I was in Sydney once more. I helped my sister move house, met up with friends, and did a lot of shooting, both for work and for pleasure.
Byron Bay, July 2016.
When my brother was enjoying spring on the other side of the world in Montréal, I promised him I'd take him to my favourite spots in Byron Bay when he returned to Australia.
Surry Hills.
Last month I was back in Sydney, but through a series of unfortunate—but actually, fortunate—events I found myself in this big city all on my own.