07/08/2026
Happy Tuesday, my friends.
I am exposing some vulnerability and honesty this evening and if you know me personally, you know I am never afraid to speak my mind even at the risk of causing discomfort if it’s necessary for growth. I am no exception to my own rules and I’ve gone back and forth on whether to say anything at all because I’ve always tried to keep this space steady, intentional and rooted in grace. But the truth is, this season has been hard.
Owning a small creative business is a strange kind of devotion. Local photographers come and go in such a saturated market, inevitably setting themselves apart from those who cultivate this craft with more intention than just a new hobby to make “easy money” with.
It asks you to keep showing up with softness. With love, intention. With care. Even when the practical parts become more of a chore than an outlet, even when the messages pile up, the editing queue doesn’t get any smaller no matter how much you work at it and when you do finally get a glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel, there’s nothing to show for it.
For me, right now, the practical parts are heavy.
But I owe myself that honesty too. So instead of quietly stepping back and continuing to bury myself under the pressure and ultimately the continuation of disappointment in delays and reschedules… I’m choosing to open the door.
Over the next few days, I’ll be opening opportunities to get in the studio or behind my lens in a few softer ways — some private, some flexible, and some deeply accessible for those who are sinking in the quicksand of the day to day with seemingly less and less money to show for it. This is for my people. The simple, the watchful. The blue collar, the struggling, the in between and the far above. I don’t know how to fix the way the world is right now. I don’t know how to make existing in this economy easier. I just know how to give what little I may have left, because ultimately… helping my people will help me. That’s what villages do, no?
This is not because my work is worth less. It’s an invitation because I still believe that this work matters — and because I would rather make space than disappear.
If you’ve been meaning to book, update family photos, document your babies as they are right now, get in the frame, or simply support my little studio staying alive, this would be a meaningful time to do it.
Booking, sharing, or sending someone my way helps more than you know.
Thank you for being here, for seeing the work, and for helping me keep creating it. Stay tuned for the announcement of the first opportunity to help me keep my doors open while I help you make space to share memories with your family without risking your comfort too.
In the mean time, sharing a little sneak of my third born (my best friend’s son) because he was a stunning newborn and even their gallery delivery is long overdue.
And as always, with love.
A. 🖤