I’m a mom, a wife, a sister, a daughter, a friend. I love taking photographs, reading books, being outside, cooking and eating delicious food. I love to explore new plaes, swim in the ocean, hike in the woods and learn new things. I believe beauty is found in the everyday and that there is magic in the seemingly mundane. I’m still working on who and what I want to be when I grow up and I try to believe that the best is yet to come.

Me and My Story


My passion for photographing authentic emotion and real life was born from the story of my own life and its beauty, joy, sadness and transcendence. The narrative of my life as a photographer is rooted in the story of my mother who passed away on November 10, 2011. She was a beautiful person, full of love, compassion, generosity and kindness and her death created a deep rupture in my life and in the lives of all who knew and loved her. Five months after she died, I became pregnant with my first child. I felt immense, overwhelming joy and gratitude for this new life growing inside me. Simultaneously, I felt a deep and profound sadness for the relantionship that would never exist between my child and my mother. Before she became seriously ill, my mother had keenly anticipated the joys of becoming a grandmother and the juxtaposition of her death and my pregnancy felt so cosmically disjointed.

My first daughter was born in 2012 and my second daughter in 2016. I photograph the daily life of my family with truth and authenticity in order to create lasting memories of our life together as I know all too well that life can change completely without you ever expecting it to. But I also feel a deep and urgent need to create a connection between my two miraculous children and the spectactular grandmother that they will never know. My method of forging this impossible connection is through photographs. This visual testament of our daily life is a spiritual and metahysical offering to my mother. The images of my family that I create are the record of my life, produced for posterity, remembrance and love and offered up to those whom I love, both here and gone.


Telling Your Story As I Tell My Own