I am a stay at home mother of two and have loved photography for as long as I can remember. My children are actually at the point where they hate it when I get out my camera, and they’re only 2 and 4, lots of happy snaps yet. I live on the beautiful Sunshine Coast, QLD, where the beaches are wonderful as well as the life style. It’s hard to take a bad picture when surrounded by so much beautiful sunshine. My favourite type of photo’s to shoot are portraits and I’d like to ,one day soon, have my own studio at home. I haven’t got much experience, mostly my own knowledge. Although I did complete a course, and receive a certificate the first time I was pregnant, and am very proud to have, being one of the only things that I’ve finished, apart from school. Thankyou for taking the time to view my images, it was a pleasure shooting them…..
Cydell is a member of " Little Things To Make You Smile " , "Poetry and Beautiful Women" , *A Beautiful Blur, Accentuate The Eyes, All About Water, Animal Portraits, Australian Contemporary Photography, B&W - Character - People Shots, Beach Art, Cards for Everyday (With words or Collage style) , Childhood, Color Me a Rainbow (YELLOW must include human or animal), Cutest of the Cute, Eye Macros, Family Unlimited, Flowers Only-Selective Coloring, Lost in Space [75% Negative Space], Moms 4 Art, Not What It Seems, Photographers self portrait, Queensland the sunshine state. 2 photos per day, Red Heads - Gotta Love Them, Simple by Design, Smiles, Strictly Human Faces , The Wild West Show, THIS IS AUSTRALIA, Timber and Water and We Rock: Musical Instrument Art.
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