I didn’t become a photographer to chase trends or feed algorithms. I became a photographer because love cracked me open—and I’ve been following the light through that opening ever since.

This isn’t just a job to me. This is soul work. It’s memory and meaning. It’s survival and resurrection. It’s the rolls of film I unwrapped beside my dad as a little girl. It’s the camera gifted to me in a season when I thought I’d lost myself for good.

I shoot weddings not as an outsider, but as someone who knows what it means to hold something sacred. I don’t follow trends—I follow truth. I document what’s real. I tune into your energy, your people, your love—and I tell your story in a way that actually feels like you.

This work is not about making Pinterest-perfect photos. It’s about presence. Feeling. Legacy. It’s about catching the quiet moments, the wild ones, the ones that make your throat catch and your heart swell. It’s about ancestry, grief, softness, rebellion, healing. It’s not fluff—it’s depth. It’s not just memory—it’s the memory that matters.

I don’t pose—I feel. I don’t just see you—I witness you.

And if you’re looking for someone who sees you, really sees you—who gets the messy, beautiful, unfiltered parts of love and life—I think we’ll get along just fine.

Because you’re not hiring someone to “capture your day.”

You’re inviting someone into your story.

And I honor that with everything I have.