Little b Photography

Little b Photography Ipswich based family photographer

Twenty years ago, Sasha and Clancy promised each other a lifetime but the photographs never quite captured the beginning...
14/08/2026

Twenty years ago, Sasha and Clancy promised each other a lifetime but the photographs never quite captured the beginning.

So they returned, not to recreate who they were, but to honour who they became.

Two decades of ordinary days and weathered seasons. Of choosing, changing, forgiving and growing. Of two lives slowly, beautifully fading into one another.

These aren’t the wedding photographs they missed.

They’re the love story that came after.

The days are long, the kids are growing, and somehow we’re trying to hold onto both. One more holiday memory for the col...
23/07/2026

The days are long, the kids are growing, and somehow we’re trying to hold onto both. One more holiday memory for the collection.

There are places that seem to exist outside of time.Beneath a canopy of ancient trees, where roots weave through the ear...
16/07/2026

There are places that seem to exist outside of time.

Beneath a canopy of ancient trees, where roots weave through the earth like old stories and sunlight filters gently through the leaves, a family slows down.

No grand adventure unfolds. No perfectly posed moments. Just the quiet rhythm of being together.

A blanket becomes an island. A picture book becomes a journey. Little hands reach for familiar faces. Parents steal glances at one another while children explore, cuddle, laugh and inevitably interrupt every carefully planned photograph.

The beauty of childhood has never been found in stillness. It lives somewhere between curiosity and comfort, between wild laughter and sleepy embraces.

Years from now, it won’t be the perfect smiles they’ll come back for. It will be the favourite storybook. The little arms wrapped tightly around a neck. The enormous trees that made them all feel small. The ordinary afternoon that quietly became unforgettable.

That’s why I photograph families.

Because one day, these moments become the ones we would give anything to visit again.

Some things are never really about the occasion.They are about the people.The woven mats rolled out beneath the trees. T...
11/07/2026

Some things are never really about the occasion.

They are about the people.

The woven mats rolled out beneath the trees. The hands that have held generations. The treasured objects that quietly carry the stories of those who came before. The meals shared without hurry. The conversations that needed no audience.

Families are rarely simple. They are stitched together with history, resilience, forgiveness, laughter, grief and love often all at once.

What an honour it was to stand quietly on the edge of this gathering and witness the things that remain.

Because long after the day itself has passed, these are the moments that become part of a family’s story.

Some sessions feel less like photographs and more like memory made visible.Eliza, Lachy and little Florence, at home in ...
07/06/2026

Some sessions feel less like photographs and more like memory made visible.

Eliza, Lachy and little Florence, at home in the golden light. Bare feet, baby giggles, dogs underfoot, and the soft chaos of family life unfolding exactly as it should.

I have photographed Eliza through so many pivotal seasons, and every time I do, I feel it — that beautiful ache of nostalgia. Her mum, my Aunty Kathryn, died when Eliza was young, but there are moments when I photograph her and I see Kathryn so clearly.

Love does not end. It changes shape. It shows up in afternoon light, in a baby’s grin, in a mother’s hands, in the quiet echo of someone deeply missed and still deeply present.

Florence Kathryn, you are so loved.

Pulled them out of their own engagement for a minute.Down a back alley, wet pavement, city humming - just enough distanc...
25/04/2026

Pulled them out of their own engagement for a minute.

Down a back alley, wet pavement, city humming -
just enough distance to remember what this actually is.

Upstairs, they were surrounded.
Family in the room, and family felt across the ocean.
Laughter, hands, glasses raised. All of it.

And then this - quiet, dark, just them.

Six months.
A coffee.
A 6pm proposal in a lounge room.

No performance. No big production.
Just two people who already know.

Some love doesn’t build slowly.
It just arrives, fully formed.

Some seasons don’t ask for permission before they change.So you hold each other a little closer.You laugh a little loude...
06/04/2026

Some seasons don’t ask for permission before they change.
So you hold each other a little closer.
You laugh a little louder.
You let the kids stay sandy longer.

Because right now, the sun is warm,
the tide is gentle,
and love is here in its simplest form.
Bare feet, tangled hair, arms wrapped tight.

No big declarations.
Just quiet promises held in the way they lean into each other,
in the way hands find hands without looking.

This is what it means to be anchored.
To be steady for one another.
To choose joy anyway.

One golden afternoon,
stitched into forever.

Some day we will dream about today.Chlorine in their hair. Nervous smiles behind the blocks. Goggles pulled tight with q...
29/03/2026

Some day we will dream about today.

Chlorine in their hair. Nervous smiles behind the blocks. Goggles pulled tight with quiet determination. The cheers from the sidelines that tell them they are never doing this alone.

The ordinary afternoons that become the memories they carry into adulthood.
The confidence built in small brave moments.
The friendships formed between races.
The community that shows up, week after week, to help raise resilient, capable kids.

These are the golden threads of childhood - simple, steady, and deeply important.

Grateful to capture a small part of their story.

Karalee Swim Club

I remember a girl learning how to stand in her light.Curious, bright, still discovering the edges of who she might becom...
24/03/2026

I remember a girl learning how to stand in her light.
Curious, bright, still discovering the edges of who she might become.

This year - she doesn’t search for it.
She stands in it.

There is something quietly powerful
about a young woman who knows her own mind
and doesn’t feel the need to explain it.

Still warm. Still luminous.
But grounded now in something deeper than approval.

Less wondering.
More knowing.

Less performing.
More being.

Last year was about becoming.
This year is about presence.

Composed, certain, completely herself.
Soft where she chooses, strong where it counts.

She doesn’t try to be noticed.
She simply is.

And somehow, everything notices anyway.

Tonight’s energy? Quiet confidence
with just enough edge to keep things interesting.

This feels like everything I need.13 years doing life together.I love you Kyle James.
15/03/2026

This feels like everything I need.
13 years doing life together.
I love you Kyle James.

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