Everyone has their own story,

For me, photography started in the stillness of a small Pacific Northwest town where, as an only child, imagination became one of my closest companions. I couldn’t draw more than stick figures or misshapen hearts, but I craved a way to express myself—so I picked up a camera. With nothing much to do, my friends and I would drive around and do makeshift photoshoots just to pass the time. I quickly became "that" friend—the one documenting literally everything. The one who always had a camera of some sort in hand.

Shortly after high school, I left Washington to pursue my undergraduate degree in the sunny Phoenix metro, and was opened up a whole new world—one filled with energy, ambition, and endless possibility. I discovered that while trees, rain and nature still grounds me, there’s something about the rhythm of a city and the sunshine that makes me feel most alive.

It was during my first year of college that I began to realize just how powerful photography really is. After losing my grandfather and both my childhood dogs, the photos I had taken—some posed, most not—suddenly became my most cherished possessions. That’s when it hit me: memories don’t wait, and they don’t last forever. But photos freeze these moments and let us hold on to the pieces that matter most.

Years later, planning my own wedding brought everything full circle. I remembered what it felt like to capture something real—something fleeting—and I fell in love with photography all over again. What began as a creative outlet has grown into the heart of my work: preserving love, emotion, and all the in-between moments that make your story beautifully and unmistakably yours.