10/26/2026
I was never going to be a one-thing kind of person.
Which is probably why “what do you want to be when you grow up?” stressed me out for the better part of my life. 😂
Some people just KNOW. They have a plan. A five-year goal. A very specific answer.
Me? Approximately 47 interests, a million ideas, and absolutely no idea what to do with any of them.
But looking back, there was always one common denominator.
People.
I wanted to talk to people. Get to know them. Make them laugh. Hear their stories. Make them feel comfortable, important, seen. I wanted to do something that mattered to somebody, even in the smallest way.
I’ve spent most of my working life in customer service, which makes sense because, as it turns out, I really like humans. Most of them, anyway. 🫣
But I never really had that “Oh. THIS is what I’m supposed to be doing” feeling.
Until photography.
And the funny thing is, I don’t think it’s because I was destined to hold a camera.
I think photography just made room for all the things I’ve always been.
The creative. The storyteller. The sentimental one. The girl who loves beautiful things, old things, and things with a little character. The one who asks a million questions and actually wants to hear the answers.
I still have approximately 47 interests. I still get distracted by new ideas. I’ll probably never fit neatly into one box.
But for the first time, I have a career that doesn’t ask me to.
Five years into this little business, I get to create, keep learning, meet people from every walk of life, and help tell their stories.
And sometimes, if I’m lucky, I get to help someone see themselves a little differently. A little more confidently. A little more like the person everyone else already sees.
That’s the good stuff.
I’m Jenna. I take pictures. I talk a lot. I have too many hobbies and probably always will.