“see how they love one another.” tertullian
they were us, and that matters.
I remember a huge gallery wall at my grandparents' vacation home in Lake Arrowhead, CA. There were 15 foot ceilings and the walls were plastered with photos. There were photos of aunts and uncles getting married, cousins in school uniforms, old black and white photos of ancestors whose names nobody could remember. There were family photos with all of us crammed into one shot, somebody inevitably closing their eyes or a toddler making a run for it. These photos weren't impeccably lit. They weren't posed just so. But they were honest. They were beautiful.
They were us, and that matters.
When I shoot, that's my goal. To capture the perfectly imperfect stories you're living every day. Those in between moments with your favorite people, the magic of your life, that's important. That story, your story, is worthy of being told. Let's tell yours together.