The story of a photographer


My journey to photography has always been rooted in family. My grandmother was a hobby photographer, and some of my earliest memories are of her camera clicking. The sheer amount of photo albums on her shelves would have been enough to make any scrapbooker go wild. Growing up in the late '90s, I remember going with my mother to drop off disposable cameras for developing, and I remember the excitement of getting our 4 x 6s back in orange and white envelopes. I think a love affair with photography has always been inevitable.


While my grandmother is no longer here to see my photography truly blossom, her loss is a constant reminder for me to document special events and loved ones at any chance I get. Documenting memories brings me more joy than nearly anything on this planet, and I'm so honored to capture those special moments with you!

Taken by my lovely husband, Kyle. (Colorado, 2020)