We love photographing weddings at this wonderful venue Boconnoc. Celia’s and Scotts was no exception. We arrived and hair and make up on the seven bridesmaids was well underway. Celia was relaxing watching the comings and goings of all her family that were staying over, it was one big house party. Sally Orchard was on make up for the bride to be and there were hairdressers in every bedroom!

While I was busy getting all the details, Ricky was with Scott the groom and his groomsmen.

Soon it was time to go to the church where the wonderful rev. conducted the perfect service, filled with laughter and personal touches. It was perfect. Celia a reception teacher had all her children waiting for her when she came out, which was a lovely touch.

Celia was a stunning bride in her gorgeous tulle dress and veil that just fit the occasion and venue perfectly. She just shone! Scott worn his family tartan and the boys looked so very smart.

The day was steeped in tradition, with so many personal touches, the whiskey drinking bowl, the Cailagh, the tartens. The speeches were funny and touching, the guests all enjoyed the catering by The Round Kitchen.

We so enjoyed this beautiful day, we got some wonderful photos that we are so happy with and we recorded the event from beginning to end, a perfect story for this wonderful couple. Celia and Scott what a pleasure to meet you both, and spend the day with you. Thank you.

We all have a love/hate relationship with the traditional school photos. I actually love them, and always order them. My children looking very awkward and shy with the stark white background is an image I never get of them. Its a moment in time, their uniform ironed and hair carefully combed into place inevitably not quite so by the time their turn comes. But there comes a time when the photo may not happen, the kids get old enough to refuse it or they are off school that day. So this is the story of this little shoot. The school photo didn’t happen, and us parents need to mark each year of our children’s lives, so Hannah booked Kiss. This shoot on Godrevy beach was perfect for her two boys. Its a beach they know and love, parents and Grandma came too. The boys were comfortable and it worked so well for them.

We spent a wonderful morning with them all and as we worked as a team we got some lovely close ups of the boys, family shots and the two boys alone. It was perfect and I know Hannah we will pleased as well as her sons.

My school photos of my two children this year didn’t happen either, I was devastated, its time to get my own kids down to the beach to mark this school year for them both as well. They will not be shy or awkward, they will not be wearing strange pressed school shirts, but they will be laughing and running free, with the sun on their faces and the wind in their hair.

Last week took Kiss Photography to the beautiful country of Italy. A photography experience;beauty on every corner.
As a photographer I see many different kinds of beauty, its not just in the obvious. I love faces, I love how different nationalities have different characteristics that seem to spread across the nation. I love the lines and wrinkles of faces, the map of life etched on your face. I have always admired the work of Mario Testino who also shares my passion for people. So this trip we captured a little bit of the Italian people, the real people. We shot portraits of the cheese maker, the ice cream seller, the policeman, the olive grower, the wine merchant, the street seller, the pharmacist, the teacher, the student, the English School director. Each face told a different story. I hope you find the beauty in them as much as we did.


Another passion of mine are doors. One of my first ever photography projects was doors. I love doorways to houses, the door that leads to your home tells its own story, where you are, the style, the brick or stone surround. We traveled the length of Italy to find the doorways of the past. Deep in the Southern region of Puglia we went back to the fathers village. A deserted town in which we found the door of where the father was born, just off the main piazza, it took a lot of phone calls and texting of photos to actually determine which was the right door. Things change so much over the years and we were going back many. The doorway that the next generation remember was the doorway of the grandmother’s second house, the first house she owned. In the centre of the old village. This to me was the most interesting doorway of all. The house as long been abandoned, locked for many years. The street now deserted, families have moved on from this old street tucked away from anything at the back of the old church. The ‘forno’ long shut. This is where families would take their bread or pizza to be baked. No one had a oven back then, just a fire in the kitchen. Fine to boil water for the pasta, but no good for bread. So a Forno was a building that housed a big fire oven and the children remember over 40 years ago vising Nonna and being sent to the Forna with the dough to pay a little money and put it in the communal oven.

The doorway was old and the step now used to store someones paint pots. My husband and his sisters laughed and re told stories of sleeping tons of kids to a bed on summer visits, sometimes even being housed in the room next door, a tiny doorway, which no one even knew who owned this sparse room with its funny little old door.

We also traveled to the mountains, not high enough for snow this time of year, but instead beautiful rolling hills and views for miles. We found the doorway of the maternal Nonna and the doorway of the great Grandmother. Our daughters and their second cousins crowded in the little doorway, in a different part of the old town, many miles away from the first and had their photo taken. Laughing a jostling for a space, it occurred to me how they all started their lives here, behind this door, where their Great Grandmother was born many many years ago. Without her birth none of them would even be here now. None of these little people have met her, but all are lucky enough to still have her children, their Gran mothers in their lives, but it all started with her, behind this door.

I find beauty in objects, postboxes and hand written signs. There is something just so more endearing in a handwritten sign in another language.

I love the different colours used on the houses in Termoli, the Grandmothers new home, this beautiful beach side town, a far place from the little mountain village. I took portraits of my daughter against different painted walls of houses, just because I loved the different tones of paint.

Our trip also took us to Rome, a city so steeped in history and beauty it almost makes you blasé. We photographed the obvious, you have to, but our project of faces came into its own. We also photographed the incredible food we ate.
The one thing I enjoyed the most was taking the children into the The Pantheon. With its impressive domed ceiling with a hole to worship the sun, some experts say it may even be a large scale sun dial. The camera had to be worked to photograph this to its full potential so the light didn’t take over. After we had achieved our desired shot I looked at our children straining their necks, tilting their heads upwards to the beauty of the light. I took their hands and we lay on the floor of this amazing temple. From here you could appreciate this place in its full beauty. We were the only ones that did this, but hope some others do. This is how you were supposed to see this amazing architecture in its full glory. We lay on the cold stone floor for a while in silence letting the beauty capture our minds, getting the full benefit from our perfect position. Some may have thought we were mad, some may have thought we had got it right. I just thought now THIS is the picture. Not to be taken with a camera, but to keep in our minds. Life becomes one big photo album. Your brain remembering all you have seen though the lens of your eye. I strive to make this personal photo album of ours a good one.

I hope you enjoy our photos of Italy, its a little insight into our world away from commercial photography and wedding photography, its a little bit of us x  01


Two beautiful apartments over looking Carbis Bay Beach, represented by Carbis Bay Holidays. Kiss Photography covered both interior shoots, but as the owners live away we also went in and styled them as well. Flowers, Champagne, Breakfast set up and evening nibbles as the sun goes down gives your clients a feel of what their holiday will be like, it brings the home alive. Its worth it if your holiday let is far from where you live, let us go in photograph and style it for you.


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