a prophetic prickly pear

I’ve wanted to share a pregnancy -> 1st Birthday for a long time.

Because of the pandemic, I documented a lot more of our lives while Serena was hitching a free ride for 9 months. I even trained my (then) 5 year old the basics of how to use my camera.

If you see my face in a photo, then that shot was captured by Alex, my Elliott, or Emily. <3

Here’s our sweet and rebellious, little homebody’s first act. My sunshine, Serena Rose. Read More


Artist Series: Josh (and his beautiful family)

It’s Valentine’s day, with a Hazel shade of winter.

Josh is a painter, and he admits to being a painter in text, but is hesitant to say it in person. 

There is something about legit saying you’re an artist. I think it lies in the spot between self-doubt and humble. A touch of warm natured self-torture? Your guess is as good as mine. 

Josh is absolutely a painter, and a really talented one. So here we go: Read More


the colder water, the blower’s daughter

This puppy is about phone anxiety and karma.

It’s about learning to forgive everybody, including myself.

and a bunch of photos from Toronto in 2015 with regretful edits. Read More


Estella Atlast

I had a couple of things to take care in Seattle, and I’ve been missing my girl Gwen something fierce, so I took a quick trip across the states.

While I was in Washington, I shot down I-5 to Kelso to visit my Uncle, and add a couple things on my “learn how to do” list. Read More


Artist Series: Drew

This is my buddy Drew. 

One day while thumbing through books and arguing for the sake of arguing about most things, we land on a killer debate. 
 
Is he a musician?

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Winter Mini Sessions | Pine Hill Farms

We had a lovely winter day surrounded by pine trees, celebrating first birthdays, engagements and the holidays. A wonderful way to spend my Sunday.

I also shared some of the ways I enjoy learning, and some of the knowledge I have acquired as a result. Buuuuut focus on the photos <3 Read More


the oak tree and the cypress grow

I flew into Phoenix, and floored it to the Grand Canyon just in time for sunset. Once the sun checked out, I continued north towards Utah.

I had the (almost) full moon shining through the pines to my left and small controlled fires to my right.

I will never forget this life changing 30 minutes. I was exhausted and starving, but so freaking happy. And that set the tempo for the entire trip. Read More


Mr. and Mrs. Bart Simpson

I absolutely love being the bad boy’s girl. My first time in this role was at the very tiny age of four.

I can still see his spiked hair and rat tail, his orange and black bike, and his shit eating grin. I loved him instantly. Read More


the way and the wayfarers

I’ve been drawn to Joshua Tree for a long time.

In truth, I’m still seeking my Dad as a person, to his soul.

I lost him just as he started showing me his secret files. You know, the good stories, the trouble, the “Don’t tell Mom I told you this.” Frankly, I was also starting to show him my cards. I was finally getting honest advice because I started to include the details.

It became clear I’m like him, from mischief to music, our coffee and height. So to know more about him is to know more about myself. Read More


Summer Highlight Reel

It was a great summer of portrait sessions, with friends from literally all chapters of my life. You just really have no idea when you befriend someone in 6th grade that you will photograph their family of five.

Or that buddy in college that you enjoy irritating people with, who’s got cupcakes and beer? Yeah, he will marry a beautiful woman and have twin daughters.

Life is cool. Read More