Hi, I’m Tracy,
I’ve spent years immersed in communication first as a British Sign Language interpreter, now as a photographer, catching moments instead of translating them. Same idea, different medium. The way people connect, the fleeting expressions, the unspoken emotions those details have always fascinated me, and now I get to capture them in a way that lasts forever.
I’m a laid-back, happy-go-lucky type who thrives on candid moments real smiles, real laughs, and all the good stuff that happens when people forget the camera’s there. That’s where the gold is, in the unexpected, unfiltered snapshots that tell a story without trying.
Outside of weddings, I’m usually exploring with my two rescue pups absolute chaos merchants who keep me on my toes. When I’m not being dragged down a muddy trail, you’ll find me getting lost in second-hand bookstores, hunting for forgotten gems. Autumn is my sweet spot crunchy leaves, crisp air, and golden light that makes everything look straight out of a dream. Oh, and I’ve been vegan for a decade not one to lecture, just happy doing my bit for the planet.
So that’s me chilled, camera in hand, always watching, always ready, making sure the best moments don’t slip through the cracks.
Hertfordshire wedding photographer
I don’t just take photos I collect evidence that your wedding actually happened (because let’s be honest, it’ll be a blur). I’m part photographer, part detective, part human radar always tuned in, always watching, ready to catch the good stuff before it disappears.
No weird posing, no “pretend to be having fun” instructions just me, lurking (in a cool, non-creepy way) with a camera, snapping away while life does its thing. The stolen glances, the ridiculous giggles, the chaos that unfolds when people think no one’s looking? That’s my jam.
If you want laid-back, documentary-style wedding photography in Herts that actually feels like you effortless, fun, and completely real I’m your gal.
My approach to weddings
I don’t do predictable. I don’t do perfect. I do real, because let’s be honest weddings aren’t polished performances, they’re brilliantly unscripted. I work like a roaming storyteller, weaving through the day with a camera, spotting the moments that matter before they’ve even had time to register.
I’ve got the reflexes of a caffeine-fuelled cat, ready to capture everything from the loud belly laughs to the quiet, blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moments. Whether I’m slipping into the background or diving right into the action, my goal is simple document the day as it actually happens, not as a staged version of itself.
This isn’t about a set of wedding photos it’s about preserving the essence of your day, the messy, joyful, completely unfiltered brilliance of it all.
My Love Story
Walked into a coffee shop years ago for a caffeine fix walked out with a future spouse. Honestly, nobody warns you that a flat white can change your life.
Got married in the Highlands, where the bagpipes screamed louder than my emotions, and that’s saying something because I felt things.
Now, we have a blended family dynamic that could rival a sitcom kids from all angles, a stepdaughter I refer to as my bonus human, and an ever-growing list of “who left this random sock in the living room?” mysteries.
Recently promoted to grandparent status, which means I now have full permission to spoil a tiny human rotten. Knitting her tiny sweaters feels wholesome, but buying them online requires zero patience. Tough call.
Currently residing in Hitchin, where the local gossip is so elite, even Netflix couldn’t write better plot twists. Tea in hand, I observe, I take notes, I thrive.
