I love my time behind the camera, but when I give her a break, you can find me at a craft coffee shop sipping on an iced vanilla dirty chai with oat milk… or a simple cold brew!
I grew up in north Atlanta, GA and am the 4th of 5 Georgia Bulldogs in my immediate family. Our favorite ways to spend time together are hiking Blood Mountain (Appalachian Trail), taking boat rides on the lake, and yelling “Go Dawgs!” in Athens!
I love getting to know my clients on a personal level.
I strive to offer outstanding photography services from the moment you hear my name through the planning & styling, photoshoot, gallery delivery, and printing to frame and hang in your home by creating genuine connections with each of my clients... who I hope to serve as long as I’m holding a camera!
Last fall I took a solo road trip around the SW United States. Now I’ve been to 17 US national parks and searching for any and every opportunity to see the rest!
When you choose a place for its beauty or for its special connection, you get to feel that through photos. Photos help you re-live those experiences and remember the small details, like the ancient castles of Scotland, the waves crashing against your boat going out to snorkel the Great Barrier Reef, or the hot, dry hike in Arches National Park. I would be honored to tag along your adventure and snap photos you will treasure for years to come.
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One of the reasons I love photos so much is because they tell stories. Looking back on these pictures of me throughout my life brings me back to the sweetest memories with some family members that are still around, and some that have passed.
Every year since I can remember around Labor Day Weekend, my family (brother, sister, mom, and dad) would hop in the car and drive three hours from Peachtree Corners, GA to Sky Top Orchards in Flat Rock, NC. We stopped along the way to grab all the picnic essentials: a french baguette, a box of boursin, some sliced salami, and a bag of grapes.
My grandparents (Italian and Swiss, so we call them "Nona and Papa") drove from their house in South Carolina and met us there just in time for the picnic!
After we caught up over the crumb-filled picnic blanket, it was time for the annual photo! The Sky Top sign showed you how tall you were, so we got to see every year how much we had grown.
Then it's time to pick some apples! The three of us kids each got a basket and let mom lead us to the row of apple trees that she wanted us to pick from, always galas. My dad would help guide us up the tree and point out the BEST apple (the hardest one to reach) and lead us toward it. We would go up and down the rows of apple trees until our baskets were full and we were all exhausted.
Now for my favorite part. After a long day of tree climbing and apple picking, it's time for donuts. Yes, donuts. At Sky Top, they make these fresh apple cider donuts that are TO DIE FOR. The worst part about them is that they end up gone before you know it!
One of the reasons I care so much about capturing the moments that we're in is because we can never go back and relive them. The closest we'll get to feeling the way we did in the past is by seeing our emotion in a photograph (preferably in a hand made scrapbook)!
Looking back on these pictures of me throughout my life brings me back to the sweetest memories with some family members that are still around, and some that have passed.
Every year since I can remember around Labor Day Weekend, my family (brother, sister, mom, and dad) would hop in the car and drive three hours from Peachtree Corners, GA to Sky Top Orchards in Flat Rock, NC. We stopped along the way to grab all the picnic essentials: a french baguette, a box of boursin, some sliced salami, and a bag of grapes.
My grandparents (Italian and Swiss, so we call them "Nona and Papa") drove from their house in South Carolina and met us there just in time for the picnic!
After we caught up over the crumb-filled picnic blanket, it was time for the annual photo! The Sky Top sign showed you how tall you were, so we got to see every year how much we had grown.
Then it's time to pick some apples! The three of us kids each got a basket and let mom lead us to the row of apple trees that she wanted us to pick from, always galas. My dad would help guide us up the tree and point out the BEST apple (the hardest one to reach) and lead us toward it. We would go up and down the rows of apple trees until our baskets were full and we were all exhausted.
Now for my favorite part. After a long day of tree climbing and apple picking, it's time for donuts. Yes, donuts. At Sky Top, they make these fresh apple cider donuts that are TO DIE FOR. The worst part about them is that they end up gone before you know it!