This was my favorite year yet, both personally and professionally. Getting to spend my days with our girl while doing the work I love makes me feel like I hit the jackpot. This is what I dreamed of when starting down this road six years ago. And it's better than I could have imagined. Cheers to making more beautiful memories in 2019—and hopefully getting more sleep!
I think we’ve started a new tradition, and it’s one I’m pretty excited about. Read More
My favorite part of photographing families is seeing the love grow. The first time I met these guys I knew they were my kind of people. The not afraid to smile with their whole face, know how to make one another laugh, are super present and affectionate with one another—kind of people. Read More
I finally caught up on client edits for the first time since August, and I didn’t want these gems to get lost in the ether. Marina hosted us for turkey-day and cooked up a feast. Turkey and stuffing and gravy and three types of pies, cranberry, mashed potatoes, cookies and homemade crackers and cheese—and crab! The crab was so good that we bought more the next day. These two ladies are the cutest together. Read More
It turns out that weddings aren’t just about you and the person you’re marrying. They’re about all the people in your life who show up for you, and Sean and Katie’s people showed up. They laughed, cried, danced alongside, and celebrated these two beautiful humans—and what’s more, they were fully present—and it was a privilege to witness. Sean’s daughter, Asta, made up the entire bridal party, and she delivered a welcome toast with such poise, there wasn’t a dry eye. It’s days like this, where people come together, lend their talents, and manifest their love, that restore my hope in humanity. I am beyond grateful—like stars aligning grateful—to have been a part of this day, and I hope these images do justice to the love that surrounds these two. Also, Full Belly Farm is an absolute dream!! Read More
Location scouting never looked so good. 😍😍 Read More
One small tragedy of this first year is that I'm too exhausted to be the mom I want to be most of the time. I think back to my nanny years when I showed up to work rested and refreshed, cared for my charges with patience and grace, and then went home to the kitties and my limitless free time and hours of uninterrupted sleep. And I wish I could be that girl, or at least have her energy. But that girl had a hole in her heart and my heart is filled to the brim. Read More