brooke fraser


here are a few photographs i took of the amazing brooke fraser for her newest album ‘flags’ and single ‘something in the water’ (which is now #3 on the australian charts!). we spent a few colourful days exploring l.a and shooting. we went on a road trip to joshua tree, listening to loud music on the way, windows down and eating cookies. when we arrived it was sunburnt desert as far as you could see and howling wind in naked branches.

every time i hear her on the radio i remember the way i felt those days, and i just want to melt back into them.


brooke fraser. styling/makeup by jules sebastian.


  1. Eleanor Gates

    Hi there, what filter did you use for this set of pictures?

  2. Christine May Cerda

    I just love her since the day I found out about her!! She's really amazing,, so talented person i've ever known in my life!! I know I'm getting OA but for me she's someone to look up to… She's someone who can be your inspiration especially in spiritual aspect..I<3BROOKEFRASER!!!

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  4. Giugiz April 5, 2011

    I just met her at her concert in Milan.. she is so sweet and kind and I told her I got to know her thanks to you and this post on your blog :)


  5. ingredients of our sugar coated youth

    Your photos are absolutely beautiful. xx

  6. Antoinette

    Wow you are so so talented! These pics are absolutely fantastic. I am a huge Brooke Fraser fan!

  7. what-she-wears

    Beautiful photos.

    However, don't take this the wrong way, and I am coming from the perspective of actually wanting your images to look good, but I think you need to learn a bit about the other side of photography, which is print.

    Your photos always look good on screen, and I have often wondered how they replicate in print.

    I purchased the CD today; I was so excited about this collaboration and your captures of her are brilliant; however the outcome in print on the cover is basically a white floating face on a black background :( :( Such a let down!!

  8. Matilda

    Wow, you're really talented! First time I visit your blog, but I'm here to stay! Love how you play with the light, shadows and depth of field!

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why i want children young

a little over a week ago i was asked in an interview ‘where is your heart?’ i wanted to reply, ‘my children, who i already love whole-heartedly (even though they are only just dreams for now)’. but for fear of being controversial and misunderstood, i replied with what i thought they wanted to hear. ‘my photographs’. the journalist laughed and said ‘i thought so’ and i cringed. i say i’m for realness and honesty in my work but i am keeping quiet a huge part of who i am. i want children more than anything.

it began when i was quite young. i became fiercely maternal towards my dolls and bears, i began dreaming up long lists of baby names and i started looking after my little sister and cousins. when i grew older i became interested in parenting and childhood’s affect on later life, reading parenting books and watching my friend’s families interact. there is something about the young that has always fascinated me. a naive, pure happiness so easily broken. i started having nightmares about miscarriages and infertility. i asked my friends ‘is it normal to want to have a baby so much?’ but they didn’t understand.

a question that is often asked during interviews is, ‘what inspires you?’ my childhood inspires me! my life began on the water, inside a houseboat. my parents were wild, free and my father painted me while my mother photographed me and we were all wrapped up in the beauty of life. after, we lived in a caravan and soon after that, a house in avalon crawling with vines. my mama’s hair and my father’s beard was so long and i knew they loved me because they told me so, they said ‘i love you to the stars and back’ and i knew it was true. my father would tell me dreamtime stories with such passion they’d feel real and my mother would read me books late into the night. my father ran away to follow his dreams (something i struggled with but accepted, it gave me strength to do the same) and me, my younger brother and my mother moved to townsville. our love lane home was little but it had an enormous mango tree in the backyard. i’d sit on the grass, shirtless, gnawing on the juicy seed of a mango and it’d run in rivers down my skin. years later the smell of rotten mango is one of my favourite smells.

my mother began dating another man and the rest of my childhood was conventional. we had bedtimes, a suburban home and pay tv. i was sent to a private catholic school and my mother stopped painting, laughing. i’d hide in the stories i wrote, in the worlds i created. suddenly having an imagination wasn’t important and stories weren’t things to be told with passion, the tv was more interesting and i should watch that instead. my mother pulled me and my brother aside one day and asked ‘do you want to get our own home? we won’t have much money or pay tv or a big house with our own rooms but it will be just us.’ and we said ‘yes’ and meant it with everything. it took seven years and then suddenly we were no longer playing happy families, we were actually happy again.

my images are often coloured with memories and moments of my youth. i want to raise a child with the unconditional love, inspiration and adventure of my own childhood, so that they too can be inspired as i am. it’s what i always knew i was meant to do. the reason for all i’ve learnt.

much of society seems to think there is a ‘right’ way to live life. a formula. finish school, go to university, climb the career ladder, get married, settle, buy a house, have children, have granddchildren, retire, die. it’s strange that something so outdated is so widely spread. i was told i would never become a photographer if i didn’t finish school. people my own age sometimes ask, why are you acting like an adult when you’re so young? shouldn’t you be out partying and actually being a teenager? because there is a right way to be the age you are! well i guess i am a rebel by not being rebellious then. isn’t it all ridiculous? sometimes i think about this and ache to be brave and push aside my fear. and so i’m going to be loud about what i’m passionate about, even if i’m not supported.

why do i want children young? even though i’ve been in love with matt since i was newly fourteen, i have never had a single doubt in my mind that i didn’t love him. our love is something i can’t explain, but it has withstood disaster after disaster without crumbling. it is the only thing i can rely on in my life, the most beautiful thing i know. we are both writers and photographers, extensions of the other. some relationships are based on sharing the same taste in music, me and my lover share almost everything. ever since we moved into our own home together (a year and a half ago) we’ve talked about having children. we thought if i became pregnant, we’d explain it was an accident, scared if people knew we had consciously WANTED our baby they’d judge us negatively. it makes me wish that people would see us for our thoughts and actions, not how many days we’ve been alive.

i always saw myself as a young mother. a mother with enough life and energy to keep up with my children, enough imagination to dream up things along with them. one day maybe they will look back at all the photographs of me playing with them and think, my mama is pretty. people seem to think you should stop living when you have children, you should settle and stay. but i could never. they’d be missing out on too much adventure. all of us can travel and experience together, making memories, photographs, stories. the photographs i’ll take of them will be some of the most real images ever, so full of my heart and passion. when i think of them i hardly want to shoot anything else. most people may want to live first and then have children, but for me, having children will be living.

i am so blessed to have the job i do. i might travel across seas to shoot campaigns but i will always come back days later, with stories and pictures. my career has the kind of freedom very few do. the reasons for the negativity surrounding young mothers doesn’t make sense with who i am, regardless of age. and besides, i am not thirteen or sixteen, mentally i am not even eighteen! i know who i am, where i am going and who i love and that is beyond so many. my decision to have children early may be an unaccepted one, but for me it makes all the sense in the world. think, would the world be more disgusted if a 39 year old woman accidentally fell pregnant to a child she had no time for, or if a 19 year old had a baby out of love and a want to raise children? the most important thing is love and time to love. 



disclaimer: i am not promoting teen pregnancy, i am promoting open mindedness and following your heart without fear.

  1. Erin

    I know this post is really old but I completely relate. I’ve wanted kids more than anything for as long as I can remember and I too have nightmares about infertility.

    All of my friends want kids too, but I can tell they don’t want it the same way you and I do.

  2. Rikke

    I could not agree more. My Fiancé and I have just decided to try for a baby. We are both turning 21 this year. I’ve had the same passion for motherhood as you describe, ever since I was a kid myself. Kids are beautiful. I studied to become a teacher before moving out of country to be with my one and only.
    Having kids isn’t about how old you are, you can be 30 and still a bad mother. It’s about love.

  3. Courtney

    I was quite intrigued by your article, because for one… I want to become a mother at a young age. I feel like that’s what I am destined to do. I feel it in my heart, and people who criticize about me about that, I just tell them it is not their life. I believe the more the merrier. Having fun times to share, the laughs, the love. Share it! Also having a child means watching your little seed bloom into a beautiful flower. Something in your life you can truly be proud of. I keep saying with my guy that (who was my best friend all through high school) we will have children when we’re ready… Well when is ready? Financially? Mentally? I am not sure, because I grew up with very little. My mom had me had 17, and although I wanted all the nice things and wasn’t the easiest child to raise, I know have learnt a lot about appreciation – something I would like to teach my children. I hope one day I can become a wonderful mother, and raise my kids to be beautiful little flowers! Again, wonderful post!

  4. Donna

    What a beautiful inspiring story.
    It’s amazing how we all feel like speaking up will allow others to judge us yet there are a million people feeling the exact same way.
    I’ve seen my friends have kids young and they are all so happy while the ones studying and growing up all don’t deal with their issues.
    Sometimes the wrong decisions lead you to the right place.
    Beautiful story.
    Thank you

  5. Marie

    I had my son when I was 20, similar to your age too. I love being a young mother, I’m able to understand and dream with my boy. Being a young mum to a beautiful boy is
    Life with my family & son: http://smittenby

  6. Savannah Wynne

    Never before have I seen so many of my thoughts in someone else’s words. This is the exact feeling I have had since I was just 2 years old (and I’m nearly 19). “Fiercely maternal”. That’s exactly it. I have all of this motherhood in me and no way to express it. It’s exhausting, and it just bursts out of me in the meantime. Thank you for writing this. And congratulations on Alba, your sweet dream. xo

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