Chelsea Bauer Photography

Chelsea Bauer Photography Capturing souls in the wild womb of nature🌿📾
Motherhood | Feminine Embodiment | Family | Love | Elopement
Stories that remember, Moments that breathe.

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Also an abstract artist working with expired film soup, decay, memories and movement.

In stillness, she met herself again —cradled by the breath of the land,surrounded by stone, moss, and sun-warmed soil.Sh...
29/07/2025

In stillness, she met herself again —
cradled by the breath of the land,
surrounded by stone, moss, and sun-warmed soil.
She called upon the element of Earth,
not as something outside her,
but as the very ground she walks, the very matter of her bones.

With each slow, intentional stroke of ochre clay,
she honoured the ancient knowing held in the dirt,
in the roots, in her own body.
The Earth whispered through her fingertips,
reminding her of her wholeness —
feral, fertile, and enough.

This was no performance.
It was presence.
A return to the rhythm of rock and root,
to the language of the land that lives within her.

She wasn’t there to be seen.
She was there to feel.
To soften into gravity,
to let the Earth hold her in her becoming.

This was her ceremony.
A sacred remembering.
A reclamation of her place within the body of the Earth —
and the Earth within her.

This moment was captured last year—bare feet kissed by the tide,laughter drifting like the wind through the trees,a fami...
23/07/2025

This moment was captured last year—
bare feet kissed by the tide,
laughter drifting like the wind through the trees,
a family held softly in nature’s embrace. 🌿

Since then, the tides have turned,
the sun has risen and fallen countless times,
and the seasons have shifted their song.
With that change came the sweetest gift—
the arrival of their newest little soul,
Remy,
my precious nephew.

I can’t wait to return to their story,
to capture their love again,
now with their littlest love earthside,
woven into the fabric of their family.

He hongi mƍ te pēpi—forehead to puku, breath to breath,he greets the wairua waiting earthside,sharing ha, the sacred bre...
19/07/2025

He hongi mƍ te pēpi—
forehead to puku, breath to breath,
he greets the wairua waiting earthside,
sharing ha, the sacred breath of life that binds generations.

Wrapped in the stillness of te taiao,
the ngahere hums softly,
Papatƫānuku cradles them in her gentle strength,
and the unseen currents of whakapapa flow around them.

This is aroha beyond words.
A moment held between worlds,
where the past, present, and future meet,
and the spirit of life is quietly honoured.

🌿 Ko te ha o te ora — the breath of life.

She stands at the edge of who she was,cradling the rhythm of new life.Not lost—but expanded.Rooted deeper.Rising softer....
12/07/2025

She stands at the edge of who she was,
cradling the rhythm of new life.
Not lost—
but expanded.
Rooted deeper.
Rising softer.

The quiet strength of becoming,
the wild grace of change.
This is the unfolding.
This is motherhood, in bloom.

Now booking soulful maternity sessions for the mamas in their becoming 🌿

Tiny breath, milky skin, the weight of a whole universe in your arms.There is nothing louder than the silence of a newbo...
01/07/2025

Tiny breath, milky skin, the weight of a whole universe in your arms.
There is nothing louder than the silence of a newborn sleep —
a quiet that hums with love,
with awe,
with becoming.

These are the moments that pass like mist —
fleeting, sacred, unforgettable.

Now booking in-home newborn sessions —
gentle, slow, and storytelling in from the comfort of your own home.
đŸ“© DM to book your space.

I te wai ka p**a te ora — from water, life flows.Held in the arms of her beloved,carrying the wairua of new life within,...
24/06/2025

I te wai ka p**a te ora — from water, life flows.
Held in the arms of her beloved,
carrying the wairua of new life within,
beneath the cascading tears of Papatƫānuku.

This moment is more than a photograph.
It is karakia in motion—
a sacred remembering
of where we come from,
and what we return to.

Soft. Strong. Sacred.
Like wai, like wahine,
forever flowing.

Now booking maternity and motherhood sessions —
rooted in nature, guided by story, and captured with heart.
🌿 DM to book your session in te taiao.

She met her fire.Not to tame it,but to let it devour what no longer belonged. This is the medicine of the elementsWhen w...
18/06/2025

She met her fire.
Not to tame it,
but to let it devour what no longer belonged.

This is the medicine of the elements
When we remember that fire doesn’t just destroy
 it transforms.

This moment—
raw, wild, sacred—
was never about performance.
It was prayer.
It was release.
It was reclamation.
It was staring your grief in the face.
It was embodiment in its fiercest, most untamed form.

So she became flame.
And in doing so,
she became truth.

This is the medicine of the elementals.
where the body becomes the altar,
where breath becomes wind,
tears become ocean,
skin becomes soil,
and fire,
Well fire becomes transformation.

Feminine embodiment is a return,
to the wild pulse beneath the surface,
to the knowing that lives in the bones,
to the ancient rhythm that the world taught us to silence.

If you’re being called to come home to your body,
to move through grief, rage, joy, pleasure,
to be seen in your full, unfiltered becoming—
this space is for you.

✹ Now booking 1:1 Feminine Embodiment Sessions
Rooted in nature. Held in love. Witnessed in truth.
🌿 DM to inquire or book.

In the glow of golden hour,two souls meet in the in-betweenwhere laughter drifts on the windand love leaves footprints i...
12/06/2025

In the glow of golden hour,
two souls meet in the in-between
where laughter drifts on the wind
and love leaves footprints in the dust.
Unscripted, unposed, simply felt.

Let’s capture your connection in nature’s light. My books are open for couples, motherhood, and embodiment sessions 🌿✹🌞




Eyes full of wonder,a little soul seeing the world for the very first time.Every blink, every breath—a story just beginn...
05/06/2025

Eyes full of wonder,
a little soul seeing the world for the very first time.
Every blink, every breath—
a story just beginning.
A heart wide open,
softly shaped by every sunrise and lullaby.
In their gaze, the whole world becomes new again.

If you’re longing to capture moments like these—raw, honest, and deeply felt—
my books are open. Let’s tell your story, held in nature’s light.



Beneath the canopy of ancient rākau,and the flowing voice of the waterfall,she stood—radiant in her becoming. A wāhine a...
03/06/2025

Beneath the canopy of ancient rākau,
and the flowing voice of the waterfall,
she stood—
radiant in her becoming. A wāhine atua, holding the universe in her puku.
The whenua beneath her feet hums with memory,
the awa sings her story,
and the breeze carries whispers of her tƫpuna.

The awa moved behind her,
a karanga from Papatƫānuku herself—
blessing, cleansing, bearing witness.
Its rhythm echoed her own:
fluid, fierce, forever.

This is te hā o te ao hou—
the sacred breath of new life,
woven through skin and stone, water and memory.

Every curve of her body,
every mark of her moko kauae,
spoke of strength, softness, and sacred purpose.
A remembering.
A returning.
A re-birth.

He wā whakawhānau—
not just of child,
but of self.
A deep unfolding.
A homecoming to all that she is,
all that she carries.

Ngā mihi aroha for trusting me to witness and hold this space with you—
to honour your light, your legacy, and your becoming.













Kissed by the waves,held by the womb,she is both the vessel and the tide.the ocean whispers,you are already everything t...
01/06/2025

Kissed by the waves,
held by the womb,
she is both the vessel and the tide.
the ocean whispers,
you are already everything they need.
Motherhood —
a quiet knowing, wrapped in light.
Always with you.
With love - Chels xx

The way she looks at her—with knowing eyes,with a heart that remembers every first breath,every tiny grasp.And her daugh...
30/05/2025

The way she looks at her—
with knowing eyes,
with a heart that remembers every first breath,
every tiny grasp.

And her daughter, our daughter,
safe in arms that have always been home.
Two souls,
woven long before this moment,
growing together
in quiet, everyday magic.

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