The Flying Pig

The garden furniture at Village Antiques in Bungendore looks like it has been whisked away from the grounds of a French chateaux. It carries an air of time-worn gentility — the wrought iron is tinged with rust and the copious amounts of white paint are peeling. I also love the many outdoor sculptures on offer, such as this winged pig.

I've photographed other curiousities in the past, including an antique hitching rail in the shape of a horse and a house-sized kewpie doll from the 2000 Sydney Olympics.

The Way Home

What a dreamy entrance to a home!

It leads to a stately property on the outskirts of the town of Bungendore, over a rickety old bridge on Molongo St.

My Brother-in-Law's Wedding

Who says toy cameras can't be used to photograph weddings?

I'm in love with the unconventional idea of using plastic for documentary purposes, so made sure I had a stash in a rather big bag at my brother-in-law's marriage to the delightful Kirrily in March last year.

It was a day of sunshine, champagne and smoked salmon — plus tiers of cupcakes covered in thick icing and lollies. There was even a bouncy castle and someone swirling fairy floss onto sticks.

Sigh ... my inner child was in happy land!