Photography has always felt like home to me, something intimate and instinctive. I grew up watching my parents carrying a camera everywhere — witnesses to our lives, always ready to preserve the little things. Seeing photographs of my brother and I — sun-drenched, barefoot, laughing in the fields — and realizing even then that photographs could hold time still. They were more than just images; they were memory made visible, proof that we were loved, and that our little simple stories mattered.
At fourteen, I was finally entrusted with the family camera. From that moment on, something just clicked. I began photographing my friends, weaving together late-afternoon light and windswept hair, drawing inspiration from Tumblr. I would lose track of hours editing well into the night, not out of duty, but out of love. I had found my language. And when I photographed my first wedding, I knew — this was where my heart belonged. Telling love stories, honestly and softly, through quiet glances, unscripted laughter, and the kind of moments that can't be posed.
I am drawn to the raw, the unpolished, the deeply human. I seek couples who feel the same — who have a reverence for the natural world, who find beauty in wild places and meaning in small moments. Couples who will sprawl out in a flower field, and jump into the water. My hope is always to document your day not as a performance, but as it truly was — tender, untamed, and wholly yours. Whether captured on 35mm film or digital, my approach is grounded in stillness and truth, with just a touch of editorial grace. These are not just photos, they are the poetry of your day, preserved — as honest and as timeless as love itself.