Thursday, August 18, 2011


I can’t believe that it’s been over 2 months since I last posted here. I’m a little disappointed, I was getting on a roll and then…mental blockage. It’s not that there hasn’t been anything to write about. In fact, there has been so much going on that I’m in complete and utter disbelief that it’s the middle of August already. I just got wrapped up in it all and the blog was the furthest thing on my mind.

Big things have been happening lately, things so big that I’m not quite convinced yet that it isn’t all just a dream. Life altering things. Exciting things. Scary things.

I’m opening my own photo studio/gallery.


I just had to reread that sentence a couple of times to help it sink in.

For as long as I can remember, I have wanted a studio. An art space where it is my job to create, to capture something, an object, a thought, a feeling, and share it with the world. I am an artist of many mediums; sketch, paint, fiber, but I’ve always been most drawn to photography. There is so much beauty in this world that deserves to be known, to be remembered, at that exact moment. Nature photography has always been my thing, particularly macro. Taking the time to stop and look close, through the magnification of a camera lens, gave me such an appreciation for how unique every detail of the world is, all the way down to a blade of grass. It wasn’t until I had spent this past summer working as a photographer’s assistant that I discovered an even greater appreciation for portrait photography. The more shoots I went to the more I found myself drawn to the individuality of people. The little things, the details of an existence truly unique to each. It’s a smile, a look, a gesture. I found myself itching to be the one behind the camera preserving that essence. To be that person saving moments and memories for others, so that one day when that picture in their mind becomes faded they can rely on a photograph to bring it all back. Aside of creating life, I can’t imagine anything more gratifying in the world than capturing the beauty of it. 

"Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?"
Frida Kahlo