06/11/2026
A few days ago someone asked me if I was even still a photographer because they hardly ever see me post client work online.
It's a fair question.
Yes, I'm still a photographer. I photograph sports and schools and kids and seniors and families and pets and headshots and fairs and livestock and all the things.
So why don't you see me posting much of it online or on social media?
Well...it's complicated.
Marketing is always my last priority. I can't justify to myself spending hours each week marketing myself to new clients when I have existing clients who still need things from me and a to do list that falls off the page.
And second, using other peoples photos, their private moments, as marketing material has just never set well with me.
Some of it is probably the sense of modesty and humility that was part of my upbringing. Taking photos and sharing them on my business page just to show off and show you all how busy I am feels icky,
Then there's a privacy concern. Even when you've given me permission, even if you're okay sharing photos online, I worry about giving the world access to your most precious things...your family and personal life.
There is so much more to your story than a photo can say. Sharing photos, without finding the right words to encompass who you are and the amazing things you bring to this world feels, incomplete to me.
But the big reason I've gotten away from sharing a lot of my work online is that these are your memories and moments, not mine. You should be the one to share them, to control how and when and where and who sees them.
So sessions go unblogged, unshared with the world.
And I'm perfectly okay with that.
Last night a client, and someone who I now feel lucky enough to call a friend, reminded me of why I do this job.
I take photos FOR my clients. Not of them.
I take photos so you can enjoy them. So you can display them on your mantle or social media feed or send magnets to Aunt Gertie in Georgia. I take photos so that you can look back and remember how little that teenager once was, or how your parents' eyes still sparkled when they look at each other 50 years later.
So you can remember the love and joy and fun and laughter you shared with the people, pets, and places that are important to you.
Even when they're gone.
