Unfortunately, I don’t have one of those stories where I picked up a camera at six-months-old and knew this would be my profession.
Photography came into my life as a way to document how I notice people, moments, and how everything around them quietly belongs together.
“That’s such a kind thing to say” has always been the response to observations I’ve never been able to contain. It’s the same instinct in how I photograph. A quick, unfiltered (but gorgeously composed) response to beauty, humour, tenderness, or all three at once.
By relying on observation rather than direction, coincidences reveal themselves to me for stories that feel cohesive and considered without ever being artificially constructed.
Now, instead of just telling people how the marbling in their iris matches the veining in the fireplace surround, I get to show it through images.
Fruity by name,
Fruity by nature.
I didn’t set out to call myself a Christmas cliché.
Y’all started it.
I’m lucky that being my silly self tends to attract those who are also very much themselves, and that helps them, and hopefully you, too, feel even freer to be who they are!