I have a confession.
I bloody hate getting my photo taken. There! I said it. It’s so awkward and WTF DO YOU DO WITH YOUR HANDS? But you know what makes it much less weird? Well, a few things, but trusting + vibing with your photographer is up there. Imagine spending the biggest day of your life being photographed by someone who feels like an old friend rather than an all-up-in-my-personal-space stranger.
So let’s do the awkward this-is-me stuff, for the sake of bigger and better things to come…
I’m Pia. I grew up in the Wheatbelt, playing sport and having barbies at my Aunty’s farm every Sunday. The kids would ride motorbikes and make cubbies while the oldies told tall tales and played poker with their besties. Everyone pitched in to help. Sundays sounded like laughter, tasted like Nan’s potato bake and felt like home. They were THE BEST.
The Sundays of my childhood are the essence of why I photograph. For the pull of those nostalgic yearnings, for the preservation of family folklore and of those larger-than-life characters. And how strange to find, that with the passing of time, you become the larger than life character in someone else’s story. Photographs cement stories that become a legacy. Proof you lived and loved and were loved.
But I thought the best way to show you who I am is to, well, show you. So here's a bit of my life and the things I love, photographed by me. If there’s something about my work that you connect with, I’d love to hear more about you, too. Get in touch and let's make a sweet story together!
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