I grew up in New Jersey: a land of malls, diners, Bruce Springsteen, the Turnpike, Italian restaurants and the shore. I loved photography, working in the darkroom, painting, playing soccer and going to the movies. I was pretty well rounded! I was also very awkward with frizzy red hair, clinically severe acne, and a sweating problem. For one year in high school I ate lunch in the nurse's office because the social scene in the cafeteria gave me terrible anxiety. I never appreciated my body, even when it ran cross country and scored a goal from midfield. I only saw the ways that it wasn't like everyone else's, not to mention the perfectly put together women in magazines and on TV.
When did we become so obsessed with perfection? And why did we decided that only thin women with shiny hair, clear skin, and a proper sense of style can be called beautiful? There was no alternative perspective available to me growing up. I'm grateful for the friends I had who loved me for who I was inside and who supported my dreams to be a filmmaker. And that's what I did.
I went to Syracuse University and studied film with a concentration in photography. After graduation I worked in New York City on films and in television and eventually moved to Washington, D.C. to produce documentaries. I loved sharing the stories of real people, and giving their voices amplification and clarity. I loved light and creating images that stirred the viewer's emotions.
In 2009 I moved to Portland, Oregon after falling in love with an old friend from college as well as the Pacific Northwest. I felt more at home here than anywhere else (and I have visited 49 states!). So it is here that I have built a life that I love. I married the love of my life, bought a house, adopted a dog and gave birth to two children. It was only after giving birth to my second child -- when my body changed dramatically after carrying her to 43 weeks -- that I realized how proud I was of myself and my body. I started following women on social media who were recognizing the power of women's bodies and creating images that honored their scars and stretch marks, wrinkles and gray hair. I knew I wanted to be a part of producing work that the next generation of women could look at and see themselves in.
I want to help replace what our society currently says is "normal" with what is actually normal.
Now my days focus on my family's needs, their disappointments, their joy, their tears, their fears and their love. But I cannot stop sharing stories and creating images that capture the power of love and feminism. Photography is my passion, not just my job. I love how it brings joy to people. I love how it has the power to make a statement and to bring about cultural change. I love that there is this movement of women who are photographing authentic images of motherhood to create an alternative perspective to the one I grew up with. I am in love with the movement to normalize that which should be normal: birth, breastfeeding, postpartum bodies, our messy lives, the challenges and the complexity of real life.
Please contact me if you'd like to talk about family photography, portraits of motherhood (including breastfeeding in public), or body positive images. It's all about your story, your experiences; validating and honoring them.
Thank you so much and I look forward to hearing from you!