Capturing Motherhood, A Journey Through Film

There’s a softness in the way a mother holds her child that can’t be directed.

That’s what I’m drawn to—moments that just are.

Not posed, not perfect. Just real.

Shooting on film slows me down. It gives space for the pauses. For the in-betweens. For the seconds you might not notice until you see them again later and feel something shift.

These photos were taken in backyards, loungerooms—ordinary places.

But in them, there’s tenderness, strength, and that quiet kind of love that runs deep.

I’m not interested in making motherhood look a certain way.

I’m interested in how it feels for you.

I come to this work not just as a photographer, but as a sister, daughter and aunty too.

I’m originally from Chile, and I’ve been living in Australia for nine years—seven of those in Perth.

I’m the second of seven children. My older sister has two boys, and my younger sister has one. Three nephews who are growing up half a world away.

I’ve missed being there for the everyday things—the small changes, the moments that shape who they’re becoming. That’s the hardest part of living far from home.

Maybe that’s why I’m drawn to photographing motherhood.

It makes me feel closer to my sisters. To their experience.

To the moments I’m not there for.

When I photograph a mother with her child, I’m not just creating an image—I’m honouring something I understand deeply, even from a distance.

These sessions are slow, honest, and rooted in connection.

Because motherhood isn’t one thing.

It’s a thousand tiny things—seen, felt, remembered.

Thinking about documenting your own journey into motherhood?

I’d love to create something real and meaningful with you.

Reach out to book your session or say hello.

Here a few frames of my nephews, whom I miss every single day.