We started a garden at my house today. We built a raised bed and filled it with plants. At this point , it’s a little over-filled, actually. I’ve never been great with plants. Too little water, too much water, not the right amount of sunlight, not the right kind of soil, you name it. I…

A good friend of mine, Emily, reached out to me in April to talk about the possibility of photographing her son’s graduation party, and I said yes without even thinking about it. If you know me or have followed me for any length of time, you know that motherhood drives my passion for documenting. To…

It’s been a long time, other than The Birth of Oliver, that I felt good enough about my work to blog it. Each and every client has been a dream who loves their photos and that is the reason I do what I do, but I’ve sat night after night staring at Lightroom striving for…

OLIVER Brought to England by the Normans, the name Oliver has origins in the French name Olivier and dates back to the time of Charlemagne. Oliver has peaceful associations, thought to be derived from the Latin olivarius meaning “olive tree”.  I arrived to a dimly lit hospital room that was calm and quiet. Talia was…

A few weeks before we found out we were pregnant the first time Chad had started ripping out walls so we could remodel our 1960s home into something that didn’t involve a different color carpet in every room and an entire wall of mirrors in the bathroom. For nine months, he and our family and…

There are long periods of time where I question every single image I produce. I wonder if I am trying too hard to fit in a genre that maybe I just don’t quite understand. I wonder if other people even understand what I do. I wonder how well it will be perceived in a world…

I’m not a master of anything. I don’t claim to be better at anything than anyone else. When it comes to photography, I am drawn to moments and history. Humor and the idea of creating heirloom photos is also something that drives me to pick up my camera. I just shoot the way it feels…