For me photography has always been about remembering – the feeling, the light, the expressions, the texture & color, the design of a moment. I am so visual, that photographs ARE my memories. They trigger so much for me, and without them the past would be a foggy haze of vague feelings. The photos – they take me back to a time and place with some clarity. They are my tangible reminders of feelings I cherish, even the hard ones. Some of the feelings I cherish are the magic of their adoration, and the feelings of frustration and stupid crazy love I feel for my kids. How a good old fashioned Portlandia meal with the love of my life can not only feed my body but also my soul. The smell of coffee early in the morning and that sweet caffeine buzz it leaves me with. Spontaneous kitchen dance parties. That crazy face she makes. Laughing until my cheeks ache. The way his little hand feels in mine. The way the light streams in my living room window. The ocean mist on my face. It might sound silly but the way these moments feel to me are the exact same feelings I want to capture in you.
Bringing you back to your moments every time you flip through a book we created and walk past that print in your hall way. Helping you remember just how good the sun felt on your face, and how tiny her hand felt in yours as you snuggled together on your couch. Even if the carpet hadn’t been vacuumed, or if there were dishes in the sink. It’s my job to find your moments among the chaos and help you hold on to them for the rest of time.
I don’t know about you, but that’s what life is for me. A balance of extremes. The highest highs and the lowest lows. The laughter and the tears, the joy and the screams, the beauty and the challenges that can hit us when we are least expecting it. All of the parts are worth remembering.