The story of my life with a camera started when I was 11, and without knowing it, I have had a camera at my side since that day 24 years ago. But my journey of photographing human connection started 9 years ago after I gave birth to my daughter.
Feeling like time was moving too fast, my lens turned to the tiny human in my lap.
Her newborn toes and baby rolls were quickly transforming into a fast and toothy toddler... I wanted to remember it all. Each tiny finger. Every curl on the back of her neck. How we touched noses for comfort.
Or the first garden we planted together.
As a child, I loved flipping through old picture boxes and hoarding my favorites. I asked about what I saw in the pictures and my parents recalled vacations, holidays, stories of drawing on the walls with permanent markers, birthdays, or trips to the park to feed the ducks.
The pictures became a way for us to remember. To tell stories.
Photography is my way of storytelling, and when I look at a photograph, I FEEL the moment, and my head and heart rejoice in the memory.
With my lens, I capture the everyday details that make up my life, those moments that become my cherished memories.