Since I can remember, I’ve loved photos.

Growing up with photo albums of my youngest years, I learned early on how valuable having physical photos can be. From a young age, I often had a camera in my hand, balancing throughout my life film, digital, and instant, each with their own purpose.

As a kid vacationing with my dad in the Catskills, I’d walk with my friends down to the drug store to buy a disposable [or 6] so I could develop and scrapbook the pictures at home to bring back the following year.

The older I’ve gotten, the more I’ve recognized my own patterns in what I love to capture – raw, unfiltered, human emotion. To me, it feels like freezing a moment in time and reliving the moment over & over, feeling the same excitement, happiness and emotions that the moment brought the first time.