06/22/2026
Honestly, there have been so many times over the last few years that Iāve almost talked myself out of photography.
Comparison is hard. Itās so easy to look at Pinterest, Instagram, and other photographers work and wonder if youāre doing enough or if your work is good enough.
But no matter how much Iāve doubted myself, Iāve never stopped loving this.
I love getting to freeze little moments. The tiny hands, bundled up newborns, missing teeth, messy hair, belly laughs, dirty feet, scraped knees, shy smiles, forehead kisses, hands on a growing belly, and the way your kids look at you when they think nobody is watching. There is so much love that lives inside of a photo, and thatās beautiful to me.
Maybe this sounds silly, but one of my favorite things has always been looking through old photo albums.
Sitting at my Nana and Pawpawās house, flipping through worn pages, looking at photos from years before I was even born. Listening to stories about people I never got to meet and memories that would have been forgotten if someone hadnāt picked up a camera.
I think thatās why Iāve struggled so much trying to find my style over the years. I wasnāt trying to create the trendiest photos or the most Pinterest worthy images. I was trying to create a feeling.
The feeling of nostalgia. Of home. Of someone you love.
Of cloudy days and summertime skies when you were little. The warmth of a hug from your grandma. The smell of cornbread baking in the oven. Sweet tea, homemade lemonade stands, blasting your favorite songs on your cd player, swimming in the pool for hours, making up games with your siblings and cousins, Summer days that seemed like they would last forever. The smell of fresh cut grass and Pawpawās dirty work boots by the door. Dogs barking, kids playing, memories being made.
Of looking back years from now and remembering not just what life looked like, but what it felt like.
At the end of the day, I donāt care about creating perfect photos nearly as much as I care about creating meaningful ones that youāll cherish forever, and I hope when you look at my photos, you feel that too.
So if youāve trusted me with your memories, thank you. It means more than you know. š¤
If you read this far comment some of your favorite childhood memories, Iād love to read. š«¶š¼