A generation that celebrates with images of each other; individuals, couples, then babies, a visual history of your family.

Memories of early life.  In awe of your baby, those tiny hands that cling to your finger, perfect feet, so small beside yours.  Eyes that stare who knows where, that learn to recognise you, to smile from their very centre.  That exquisitely formed body.  The moment that you think, “don’t you dare grow”, come to us and we will capture that memory for you.

Memories of children growing up.  Your children or grandchildren, their moments of laughter, moments staring into the big world in wonder, moments of cuddles or holding hands, moments of playing in the mud.

Memories of teenagers, thirteen going on eighteen, eighteen going on twenty six.  Independent in the extreme but turning to you when life gets really tough.  Needing you to show them you are there and care, despite the struggles that have gone before and will doubtless carry on after, as they forge their way (or is stagger their way?) into adulthood.

Memories of early adulthood.  The perfection of youth mingled with the growing confidence of adulthood.  You might have convinced yourself that you’re not photogenic – let us prove you wrong.  Individual portraits, done very naturally, to cherish – in private if you must, openly is preferable.  (Still afraid? – don’t be).

Memories of middle adulthood.  The need for memories and thereby portraits does not stop with the appearance of the first line on your face – God never said you should be ashamed of your body once a wrinkle appears.  Think of some of the most magnificent photo portraits you have seen, they are of people whose faces are carved with the experience of life.  Accept yourself for what you are, just as your family and friends accept you.

Memories of late adulthood.  Have you grandchildren?  They won’t want pictures of you before they knew you, they want memories of you now, you and them together.