Every portrait I create begins with what I could not bear to lose.
Becoming a mother changed how I see.
It taught me how quietly life moves, and how quickly a moment becomes memory.
The photographs that matter most to me were not always made with perfection in mind.
Often, they were created simply by asking someone nearby to press the shutter.
What they hold is something rarer than polish.
They hold truth.
And over time, that truth has become priceless to me.
These images remind me that photographs are never only about what someone looked like.
They are about presence.
About love.
About the people who shape us, and the memories that remain long after the moment itself has passed.
My father is part of that story.
My mother is part of that story.
My son, Sebastian, is part of that story.
So too are the moments of grace, connection, and recognition that leave a permanent mark on the way we feel and remember.
This is why I photograph.
Where the eye began
Long before photography became my profession, I was drawn to the language of the body.
I began as a ballerina, fascinated by line, posture, form, and the quiet life held inside stillness.
In 1985, in Toulouse, I bought my first camera — a Contax with a Zeiss lens — and began photographing instinctively, following what felt alive in front of me.
Decades later, I understand that the thread never changed.
My work has always been about presence — the human form shaped by light, held in stillness, and alive within it.
To witness what is fleeting.
To honour what is felt.
To create portraits that hold more than appearance — portraits that carry memory, connection, and the quiet force of a life being lived.
As a portrait photographer in Johannesburg, that is the work I return to again and again: to create photographs that endure beyond the moment, and to make something true enough to be carried forward.
This is where my work begins.
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