Years ago after a rough season in life, I was with my husband hunting pokemon when I took a photo of the sunset with my phone that reminded me I could be artistic again.
When you’ve felt something so important to your soul slipping away, you learn what’s worth keeping. That’s the heartbeat of what I want others to feel with my work.
The process is simple. Kids wander; you breathe; I notice. We let the day be itself.
We meet in places that feel a touch older and a little wild—the kind that whisper stories: a forest trail, a rocky mountainside, your own backyard after it rains.
The result is photographs that feel like you—images you don’t just look at, but can step through time into, the moments you never want to forget.