
Pavilion on Northbourne · 242 Northbourne Ave, Dickson ACT · Canberra
City: Canberra · Venue: Pavilion on Northbourne
Vows under a timber arbour hung with red and white roses, a whole crowd waving up from a tropical atrium, then matching denim jackets among tall forest trees. Bec and Jez’s wedding at Pavilion on Northbourne in Dickson, Canberra, had bridesmaids in deep red, attendants in navy and burgundy, and two lace gowns sweeping down a curved staircase. The party carried on at the Pavilion under red and blue lights, and we were there for every hug and every laugh.




























































Getting ready at the Deco Hotel · Atrium ceremony under the arbour · Family on the double staircase · Portraits through the tree ferns · National Arboretum lookout and forest · Night at the Pavilion
Our day started at the Deco Hotel on Northbourne Avenue, where both brides got ready. One stood at the window in a halter-neck lace gown, fixing an earring while sheer curtains turned the daylight soft. Those curtains work like a giant softbox, so we used them all morning, and we laid her long lace train across the carpet for a frame shot from above. Her bridesmaids arrived in deep red halter dresses carrying white roses, and the three of them could not stop laughing. Then an older loved one in a dark suit lifted her hand and kissed it, and she beamed straight back.
Next it was the other bride’s turn. Her gown hung in the window: a deep V neckline, a beaded waistband and a fringed lace skirt. She sat on the bed in a floral robe and looked up at it, and we kept that profile as a single black and white frame, all silhouette and backlit lace. Once the dress was on, a little girl in a white tulle dress ran in for a hug, and the bride swished her fringed skirt around for us by the curtains, white roses in one hand. Small, quiet moments like these are why we arrive early.
Two attendants in navy suits, burgundy bow ties and red pocket squares were the best kind of trouble. One wrapped the bride in a hug from behind and set her off laughing, and a young man in a dark suit got a long, tight squeeze. Then the three of them lined up by the window, and when the light got too bright the bride and an attendant both threw a hand to their foreheads and cracked up. We love a bridal party that plays along. The stiff frames never end up on the wall; the ones where everyone forgets the camera always do.
That afternoon the ceremony was held in the Pavilion’s garden atrium, under a timber arbour with a green hedge wall and a spray of red and white roses across the top. Bec and Jez held hands in front of the celebrant, bridesmaids in red to one side, the navy suits on the other, guests on timber chairs among the palms and ferns. We shot part of it from above, which shows the whole atrium and both lace trains pooled on the stone floor. Then they signed the register at a small lace-covered table with their bridal party gathered close.
The moment the paperwork was done, the hugging started. Both brides disappeared into the arms of loved ones in the middle of the aisle, right beside a chalkboard keeping the front rows for immediate family. Then we climbed to an upper level and called everyone onto the open stone floor below for one big group photo. With the whole crowd looking up and waving, framed by palm fronds and a tree fern, it is the frame everyone hunts for first. Atriums with balconies make this easy: a little height turns a crowd into a picture where every face shows.
The atrium’s curved double staircase was made for family photos. Carpeted steps sweep up on both sides beneath planter balconies spilling with greenery, so every group gets a background that looks finished. We kept our position fixed and simply swapped the people, which keeps a family set consistent and quick: loved ones in dark suits and blue dresses, a gang of kids, a baby in a loved one’s arms and the flower girl in white tulle front and centre. Then the full bridal party lined up together, red dresses and navy suits, with both brides laughing in the middle.
Before we left the Pavilion we took a few minutes with just the two of them on those stairs. Some of our favourite Pavilion on Northbourne wedding photos came from that short window: we shot through the tree fern fronds from the side, letting the leaves blur soft and green across the edge of the frame while Bec and Jez leaned in on the steps, trains spilling down behind them. Then they walked down together hand in hand. The bridal party came back for one last frame at the arbour, where a bridesmaid kicked up her red skirt as the brides kissed.
Then we headed across town to the National Arboretum Canberra. Grey cloud sat over the hills, and we were happy about it: overcast light is soft, flattering and kind to white lace. On a timber deck above the trees, with the lake and the hills behind, the bridal party lined up once more before we had Bec and Jez to ourselves. One sat up on the railing while the other leaned in for a forehead touch, and we followed them walking hand in hand along the stone paving with the whole view opening up behind them.
For the last portraits they pulled on matching denim jackets and we walked into the forest rows, where tall straight trunks line the path in every direction. Trees planted in rows give you natural leading lines, and the canopy keeps the light even on faces, so a forest walk is one of the easiest ways to finish a portrait session. Back at the Pavilion the celebration carried on into the night, and one of our favourite frames came late: the two of them wrapped together under red and blue party lights, sharing a quiet moment of their own.
Bec and Jez said their vows in the garden atrium under a timber arbour hung with red and white roses, with guests on timber chairs among the palms. After the signing we stayed in the same space for everything that followed: one big wave from above, then family groups on the curved double staircase and a few minutes alone among the tree ferns. A last bridal party frame at the arbour wrapped things up before the drive to the National Arboretum Canberra for portraits, and the night carried on back at the Pavilion.
The atrium gave us soft, even daylight on the stone floor, which made two white lace gowns easy to expose without losing any detail in the trains. Out at the Arboretum, grey cloud sat low over the hills. We welcomed it, because overcast light flatters skin and keeps lace from glaring, and the lake and ridges behind still read clearly. Later, in the reception, red and blue party lights took over, so we worked closer and caught the brides wrapped together in the glow.
Climbing to an upper level gave us the whole crowd framed by palm fronds, every face turned up to the lens. On the staircase we held one position and simply swapped people in and out, then moved round to shoot through the fern fronds for a soft green edge. At the Arboretum, the timber deck railing gave one bride a seat while the other leaned in, the stone paving opened up the view behind them, and the straight trunks of the forest rows drew the eye straight to their faces.
Two brides means two trains, so on a staircase we arranged both to spill down the steps before every frame; build in a moment for that. Matching denim jackets were a clever second look for the forest: warm, relaxed and a real contrast to the lace. And if you love the balcony wave, ask your guests to linger on the floor after the signing, because that frame only works while everyone is still in one place.