A gentle and nostalgic soul
living as close to nature
as humanly possible
Just ask Todd, my husband, he's the tornado while I tell him to breathe. We got married three years ago and I walked up the aisle to "Just Breathe" by Eddie Vedder, so kind of appropriate, and he's my last love. I lost my first love a long time ago, and it was that grief that showed me the power of a photograph, and put a camera in my hands for good. We live in a tiny home in rural Mangawhai and have our little foxy Rocco by our side.
We've named our place Pukepohatu Retreat (yes, you can rent it!). I love collecting small things: two tiny homes, a tiny boat, and I even really love small food. Also, my last name is Little!
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I keep things easy and relaxed, so nothing feels like a mystery. But underneath there is something simpler: I genuinely love this work. Hearing that gasp when someone sees their gallery for the first time, watching them tear up, that's the whole reason I do this. It's how I know I'm on the right path. Connection before perfection, always, because the more at ease you feel, the more honest the photos, and the bigger that moment when you finally see them.
My love for photography started with an old Super 8 film of my parents' wedding day, from 1960. Watching them, young and completely unaware of how far the years would carry them, they're 66 years in now, is what first showed me what a moving picture can actually hold. It was never really about grand landscapes for me. It's the small, unrepeatable moments, the ones nobody thinks to film until they're already gone. I'm still chasing that every time I pick up the camera. Seeing my great-grandparents coming out of the church, Dad carrying Mum over the doorstep, and Mum's amazing huge smile as she giggles at Dad in the back of the car, these call to my heart like nothing else in this world.
On a wedding day, I'm quiet until you need me to be loud. I can go unseen through the room, catching the in-between moments, then I'm right there the second you need an extra pair of hands. Sometimes that's a bridal veil falling out, or getting you some water because I can see you need it. Sometimes it's playing silly games with your toddlers to get them to stop pulling that fake smile, and sometimes it's just moving a piece of hair before a portrait shoot. I chat a lot while I shoot if you need it, and I keep the direction simple and fun. But mostly, I'm reminding everyone, myself included, to just breathe. Ask Todd, it's basically my word. That's when your shoulders drop, your smile goes real, and I stop being "the photographer" and start being the friend who happens to have a camera.
When I'm not behind the camera, most of my time goes into creating little corners of beauty inside our tiny house, or wandering our local beach with Rocco, my little foxy, trailing next to me. Finding any excuse to jump on our little trailer sailor and escaping to the Barrier, to drink rum into the night. Our place in Mangawhai is properly tiny, and we love hopping in our big outdoor tub to stargaze. There are cows and chickens and dogs, and all these things make me so happy. It's a slow kind of life, and I reckon that's exactly why I care so much about capturing other people's big moments too. Noticing what matters, and wanting to hold onto it, is about as human as it gets.
Let's Make
Something
Worth Keeping