Business Headshot - Portrait of a Celebrant..

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Today I had the lucky pleasure of meeting Mr Ross Wellings. A Chatswood resident for at least 40 years, it turns out that The Wellings had been neighbors of The Beilbys way back in 1971.

A Civil Marriage Celebrant, Mr Wellings was in need of updated business portraits for his website and profile on celebrant.com.au. I was happy to oblige. 

An endearing man, I couldn't think of anyone better to reside over a wedding.
   
Location: 18 McLean Ave, Chatswood NSW 2067, Australia

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fifi said…
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11 December 2011 at 17:31
fifi said…
Hey Nina, You're better at getting rid of wrinkles than I am!
Love the photos, esp. the ones of Kev and Ross!
Blessings Fi
11 December 2011 at 17:33
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