05/11/2026
Sometimes it’s not the picture with the perfect exposure, focus, or lighting that speaks to you. Sometimes it’s the imperfect one.
A little backstory, while Lea and I were doing a shoot we decided to take a “petit detour” into the chapel. Being from America, I was in awe that such a beautiful place remained open to the public. Camera in hand, we quickly snapped a few shots. Thankfully Lea was on board with my shenanigans as always🤍
This shot is what made me fall in love with photography. That made me realize that the camera had a power to express feelings I could never put in words. It felt like a voice for me.
I grew up as a Pentecostal church girl in a small town in East Texas. Every since I was a girl I was taught the fear of the Lord, but in a way that made me imagine that God was always angry with me. Women in the church were often told to sit down and stay in their place. Looking at that, I thought that God didn’t care about women.
As I got older, I began to seek the truth for myself and in time through the Bible I saw so many examples of God using so many strong women to move forward important missions in the kingdom. We were not forgotten. In fact, we are specifically gifted with characteristics that make us the most qualified vessels.
In short, this image represents to me that journey of realization. Of learning that I and women as a whole are not meant to be small, but are meant for things much greater than ourselves. We are and always have been pioneers fearlessly charging towards a greater life.
