a witness. a storyteller. an archivist of mundane magic.

I love way life is rarely all bright or all dark, but a mixture of both, like my favorite kind of light, life is dappled. i’m not afraid of love the messy middle, the contradictions, the nuance. i’m not going to judge your house or your kids or your bookshelves or dust.

my goal as a photographer isn’t to make you look perfect.

it’s to help you feel seen.

to notice what makes you you

to create enough safey and curiosity that connection can emerge and unfold and suprise us.

a good photo tells the truth.

my journey with a camera began when i was a teenager on a trip to spain. one of the chaperones handed me her camera and asked me to take a photo of her. i fell in love.

when I got home, I spent my waitressing money on the exact same camera she owned (a canon 40D) and carried it with me everywhere.

that summer, i visited my dad’s family in israel and learned to be alone, with my camera. i went a little cray cray with editing on picnik (the intentions were good).

i took a gap year between high school and college and moved to amsterdam with a family and documented our daily life.

i made the grandmas cry (in a good way) and found my calling…. to pay attention & reflect back a good life to humans who lived it.

since then, i’ve documented over 100 weddings, births, growing families, beloved pets, dinner tables, traditions, quiet moments and major milestones.