My love for photography started with a box of disposable cameras and a curiosity that couldn’t sit still. I was that kid who was everywhere—soccer field, art studio, orchestra pit, backstage, journalism lab. Wherever I was, I had a camera close by. Some of those early photos are still tucked away in a box next to my old varsity letters, undeveloped but unforgettable.

Twenty-something years later, I’ve followed that curiosity into a full-time photography career—one shaped by my time at Columbia College Chicago, where I studied Interior Architecture and fell into photography like it was fate. I still remember walking the city during a particularly hard semester, camera in hand, watching how light moved through alleyways and how strangers passed each other without speaking. That act of looking—really looking—felt like therapy. It still does.

My style blends documentary calm with artistic intention. I draw from my early love of street photography, layering it into wedding days, family gatherings, and the kinds of celebrations where emotion lives in the in-between. I seek the quiet pauses, the joy tucked inside the motion, and the light—always the light.

These days, I co-run a studio with my creative partner, Jill, who keeps me grounded and inspired in equal measure. And when I’m not photographing or planning for sessions, I’m writing novels, raising a whip-smart daughter, drinking the first cup of coffee, tending to too many houseplants, or standing under the moon just to say hello.

After moving through a few dark chapters of my own, I made a promise to chase light—literal and emotional—and help others preserve theirs too. Whether we’re in a backyard at sunset or a ballroom glowing with candlelight, I’m here to witness and hold your joy, exactly as it is.