Mandi Whittenof Weensyweb Designs

Dad has a wall of albums - literally. He had bookshelves built to cover an entire wall, and it's filled with hundreds of thousands (millions!?) of photographs in old-fashioned, hard-cover albums. Colour-coded; dated and labelled on the spine so we know exactly where to look for particular photograph.

It's a way of remembering years gone by - realising that I probably wasn't as fat as I thought in high school, and reminiscing about the family pets; Mincie and Percy.

I grew up with a photo-nut, with the formal family portrait every year, holidays at the beach with us kids lined up on a surfboard, or on an old stone wall, or just saying "Dad! enough!!"

We had photos as decorations all around the house. Photos of holidays and pristine lakes and old dilapidating farm houses...

These days, my home has become just like this.

I have so many photos printed that I have to store them in the spare room, sifting through every few months to swap the photos on the walls around. The joy I get from printing the photos and seeing them up on the wall, is only surpassed by the times spent capturing these irreplaceable moments.

I have a number of cameras that I use, from the newest Canon 5D MkII, to the 80s Polaroid, and the Pentax MZ 50 film camera. I have several too, that no longer work, but I just can't bring myself to part with them. I even love taking photos with my iPhone's Hipstamatic App, although I don't like admitting it! View More...