About the photographer
i’m roland.
A wedding and family photographer living in Sydney, Australia — most often found at the edge of a celebration, watching for the moment everyone else will want back tomorrow. I’ve photographed vows under temple garlands, in stone chapels, and barefoot on the sand; what never changes is why: because the people in front of my camera are somebody’s whole world.
Every photograph this studio makes is named for one person.
Ma chérie is French — it means my darling, my dear, my sweetheart. And My Sheri began with mine: Sheri-Lee. She is the reason I first picked up a camera with intent — because some faces you never want to forget a single day of.
That is still the standard for every wedding and every family I photograph. You are not a booking on a calendar; you are someone’s chérie. My job is to photograph you the way the person who loves you most sees you — and to make sure that view survives forever.
Sheri-Lee — where the name began
How I work
Quietly, warmly, and early
I photograph documentary-first: real minutes, in order, as they happen. When direction helps — and sometimes it does — it sounds like a walk and a word, never a stiff pose. Most couples tell me afterwards they forgot I was working.
Editing is the same philosophy: true to life. Skin looks like skin, whites stay white, and your colours stay yours. Nothing trend-driven that will date your gallery in five years.
Home & away
Made in Sydney, at home anywhere
Sydney gives a photographer everything: harbour light in the morning, bushland gold in the evening, and a hundred kinds of celebration in between. I photograph across the city — the northern beaches, the Hunter, the highlands — and I travel Australia-wide and beyond for the right story.
If your day is happening somewhere I need a passport for, tell me. Some of my favourite frames were made far from home.
A few true things
Always fifteen minutes early
The quiet before a day begins is where the best photographs hide. I like to be there before the nerves are.
Music, always
There’s a guitar in my car boot. Some ceremonies need a soundtrack; some receptions demand one.
Generations matter
The photo I hunt for at every wedding: a grandmother’s face during the vows. Ask me to show you — I always have one.
Tell me who your chérie is.
A wedding next spring, a family that finally has everyone in one city for a week — whatever the occasion, I’d love to hear it.
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