meet the photographer

There is great beauty and importance in the little things in life, all the little joys that add such substance to the everyday. Our memories: being the patchwork quilt of our lives, deserve to take up more space than in our own minds. We have this beautiful technology that allows us to create something tangible to reference and share, and it’s worth it to take full advantage.

I personally experience comfort and joy having traces of my past available to me, and it’s not just photos – though they are the key piece for me, but music, collections, movies, old notes and other memorabilia too.

I’m nostalgic and sentimental as hell and do care to leave a positive mark behind.

I love the thought that a photograph preserves an exact moment in time. Time passes too fast, it’s nice to have a tangible, visible memory. Without photos as a record, would you remember your child’s face when they were a baby? Do you remember what your parents looked like at 30? What traces of your grandparents are there if they are gone? Photography is a gift.

A little background

Holding onto pieces of myself, my experiences, and those around me has been a theme woven into my entire life. I was gifted a camera for my 12th birthday and that set my course for freezing time and tangible memory-keeping.

Documenting things has become ever more important as milestones occur, families grow, and loved ones go. It was no more than an art practice and hobby until I finally made a plan to go to college to pursue developing my skills in Fine Art.

I attended Fanshawe College for Fine Art and followed that with Photography and graduated the program in 2010. I have been shooting professionally since.

I’m one to really go with the flow and thrive with spontaneity, but who doesn’t love a backup plan? I also went to school for social service work thinking maybe one day I’d work in mental health or as an ECE. Art and photography will always fuel my fire though.

TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE

Enough time has elapsed for me in my parenthood journey to understand that it only moves faster and faster. One minute we're bringing home a baby, next we're registering them for school.
We're noticing our parents age, and seeing the fine lines start to deepen on our own faces.
Life is so busy, but it's worth relishing the family time, traditions, get-togethers, and every day moments because the good ole days are perpetual.
I miss those bed-head ringlets and baby-toothed grins, I miss Sunday family dinners now that my grampa and dad are gone, and whenever I didn't have a camera, I'm thankful that my mom has kept great record of our lives over the years.

The reasons I document my own life in the way I do permeates through my work in general: The people we love are beautiful and are worthy of being recorded. When our loved ones pass on, all we have left are pictures. We never want to forget (especially now, seeing how much children change so damn fast). We want to remember who we were, what we did, and how we felt together. We want our children to have a record of their lives.