Mama, Wife, Friend, Naturalist, Artist, Photographer, Engineer, Nerd, Coordinator of Chaos, Solo Entrepreneur.

things I answer to:

With the dog or cat at the party, up before sunrise, relaxing on my porch, birdwatching, listening to an audiobook 

YOU CAN FIND ME:

Being hangry, letting self-doubt run the show, focusing on things I can't control, energy vampires

I'm NOT ABOUT:

Meaningful conversation, unplugging from my phone regularly, letting nature be my guide, punny jokes

I BELIEVE IN:

This new hobby quickly spiraled into an intoxicating and blissful obsession. After years of learning, the cement hardened, and photography had become a permanent extension of my being. Initially, it took me a long time to feel like my images were good enough to say “I’m a photographer” out loud. Even though my photography will always be a continuous evolution, I can finally speak the words “I’m a travel, nature, and landscape photographer” to others. And I'm thankful every day that this passion turned into a profession. 

With a family in the mix these days, I certainly appreciate more local landscapes but savor the travel when it comes my way. My new mom tagline is chasing a toddler or chasing beautiful light while still enjoying every bit of grey and blue in between. There’s a photo anywhere if you are willing to slow down and find your connection to nature.

My eyes opened to a whole new world of exploring and the genre of landscape photography.

When an opportunity presented itself to quit my job and move overseas, I jumped at the chance. With no friends or family near or even in the same time zone, I found myself with a lot of free time. Additionally, I had some of the world’s most prestigious mountain peaks at my doorstep to fill the void. It started as fun weekend hiking excursions with my camera.

By some random chance, I found an advertisement for a photography workshop in English and immediately signed up. Despite being known for my planning and preparedness, this was a time when I jumped without looking at what was below. That workshop was an embarrassing but funny train wreck for me. But that’s a story to be told over dinner with a glass of something. Although, we grow from being uncomfortable. As a result, I grew a lot that weekend.

My Turning Point