Black and white photo of a person's legs and hand, with the person sitting in a car, wearing ripped denim shorts, with an arm resting on the thigh.
Group of women standing outdoors holding hands, wearing flowing dresses, with trees and cloudy sky in the background.

October 10, 2024

Inhaling this new phase of energy, of purpose, of an expanded direction. I’ve always rejected creative boxes, purely out of boredom with my own work.

A black and white photo of a woman with curly hair standing in a dimly lit room, with the light source above her, casting shadows on her face and body.

August 15, 2024

A woman in a flowing white dress stands on a rocky outcrop, reaching upward with trees and distant mountains in the background.
Close-up of a woman with dark wavy hair, wearing a tank top and a necklace, with a calm and composed expression, in a room with framed pictures on the wall.

This summer feels like a stream of semi-consciousness. I dip in between a mindful existence and an undertow of WTF am I doing. Who am I and where am I going; somehow calm in this uncertainty. Or is it naïveté in the trust I feel for my life’s divine timing?

A woman taking a mirror selfie in a dimly lit room, wearing a pink lace bra and dark pants.
A person taking a mirror selfie in a room with white brick walls and a dark door.
A couple lying on a patterned couch, with the woman kissing the man's chest and the woman gently touching the man's head.
A woman standing on a lawn in front of a large windowed house, with her arms crossed, wrapped in a striped towel or blanket.
A young child standing in front of a wooden bookshelf filled with books in a living room.

April 15, 2025

I’ve started to bring her everywhere. Bathroom stalls, business meetings, solo car rides under the bright moonlight. If I leave my house with my camera in hand, she will see what I need seen. She gives me permission to stop, breathe, take 5min to see my face in the reflection, and move on…​​​​​​​​
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A person with long hair lying naked on a wooden bench outdoors, holding their head with one hand, with a scenic mountain view in the background on a sunny day.
Man playing guitar while sitting on a bed with two women lying nearby.
A woman sitting on a wooden dock with their leg extended towards a dark body of water, with a line drawn from the foot to the knee.
A toilet with pieces of torn paper towels on the seat
A woman and a young girl lying on a bed, cuddling and facing each other, in a room with white walls and a framed picture hanging above the bed.
A man and a woman sharing an intimate moment, with the man leaning close to the woman who is lying down on a hospital bed, holding her face gently.

My taste is changing. In the art that draws me in. The artists I want to learn from. The way I want to exist in this world.

June 28, 2024

An undoing of any sense of perfection. Underexposure; missed focus. My experimental journey into analog film has me falling deeper and deeper in love with the process.

April 2, 2024

A ceiling lamp with a round, metallic shade emitting a warm glow in a dark room.
A woman with dark hair dressed in a sheer pink and black outfit with lace bunny ears and a lace eye mask, lying on a white bed with crumpled sheets and pillows.

I often head into the studio to do nothing but breathe. To put space in between me and my self imposed expectations.
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My self portraits mean nothing and everything, all at the same time. They are the artifacts of my existence. Proof that I am trying.

A woman in lingerietaking a mirror selfie in a bedroom with a brick wall background, captured in black and white.
A mountain range with multiple layers of hills fading into the distance, with a light sky above and some trees in the foreground.
A three-story building with a bakery shop on the ground floor named Melinari Delicatessen, featuring a striped awning and outdoor tables. The upper floors have bay windows and decorative architectural details. There are cars on the street, a pedestrian, and a closed lane sign.
A woman and a man standing at a glass door, with the woman looking outside and the man facing away.

Shooting film, and shooting less, has me lingering longer inside the work I’ve already created. Simmering inside it, wondering if this is already past its expiration date.

Does art even expire? No.

What a silly concept my mind has fixated on…

A woman is bent over, facing away, wearing a sleeveless top. On the wall, there is a denim jacket with a large graphic of a flower that has the text 'Call me if you get lost' written around it.

April 22, 2024

This winter has been a deep undoing of my identity. The darkness has been felt in my most buried layers of self, and out of that discomfort a renewed connection to my work. My voice. My ethos.
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I physically cannot create at a surface level. Take me deeper or don’t take me there at all.

A woman taking a mirror selfie in a dimly lit room, wearing a pink lace bra and denim shorts, with her face partially covered by her smartphone.
A woman with long dark hair in black mesh lingerie standing in front of a wooden door.
A woman with wet hair resting her chin on her crossed arms while leaning on the edge of a pool, outdoors in a backyard with trees and a house in the background, in black and white.
Night sky with a crescent moon, a bright planet, and a few stars visible above treetops.

May 29, 2024

For me, stagnancy feeds anxiety. When I feel stuck creatively, everything around me starts to crumble.
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I believe movement is our lifeline as artists. Whether it’s inward movement deeper into one’s self, or outward movement of actual creation. Find a way to just, keep, moving.

April 8, 2024

Beach at sunset with a small stream of water flowing into the ocean, sand, and a mostly clear sky.
A doll with teal hair and a teal swimsuit standing against a wall near a window.
A woman with dark curly hair standing by a window, wearing a sleeveless, button-down, olive-green dress, with a painting of flowers on the wall behind her.
A woman in a black swimsuit walking up a staircase, holding a towel and a camera, with framed artwork on the wall and a mounted animal head on the ceiling.

This Aries eclipse, I release all expectations on my art.
She is but my soul’s deeper connection to my own inner source.
She owes me nothing, and I love her purely for her existence within me.
Healing today looks to me like a walk with my film camera, a yoga flow, a stillness with my thoughts…

A person is taking a mirror selfie in a cluttered room, holding a camera to their face, with their topless upper body exposed. The room has clothes and other items scattered around.
Black and white photo of a woman taking a mirror selfie with a camera, wearing a bra and a high-waisted skirt, in a room with a towel hanging on the door.

February 27, 2024

When will this Virgo Moon release me? Into my cave of light I wander…

A woman holding a young child on her lap at a wooden dining table in a restaurant, with plates of food, glasses, and condiments on the table, and a sign in the background reading 'Mountain Members Making the Mountain Marvelous Since 1979'.

January 31, 2024

I like this slow burn of creative living. To want nothing more than to meander inside my existence with zero expectations of the destination.

Top-down view of a person standing outside, wearing striped shorts and white slides, with a large dog beside them on a mixed concrete and pebble surface.
A woman with vintage-style curled hair seen from behind, standing in a doorway with a man in a white shirt approaching her.
A woman and a young child sitting on a porch near a glass door, with the woman holding the child while he appears to be playing in the water.

May 13, 2024

There’s a truth in the eyes that I find myself searching for. A vulnerability that takes trust, time, agency. Who are you inside your own uncomfortable vulnerability? Show me her…

A woman lying on a bed, holding a young child who appears to be sleeping or resting, in a bedroom with white bedding and pillows.
A young boy with short hair and wearing shorts, sitting on the padded cushioned seat of a boat, facing a body of water with trees in the distance, looking out at the water.
A young boy sitting outdoors on a sunny day, with gravel and parked cars in the background

The impermanence of it all.
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His pee-drenched pj’s as he crawls into our bed. The toasted waffles covered in chocolate chips. His little drawings and kindergarten letters.
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Every day that slips by unnoticed, I silently yell at myself. I’ve become a walking cliche; feeling in my bones the time slipping away from me.
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Someone please, get me my camera…

A scenic view of layered green mountains with sparse trees in the foreground and a soft, light-colored sky in the background.

February 18, 2025

A person lying on their side in bed near a window, with sunlight coming through, in a cozy room.
A young boy stands outdoors on a concrete surface, with his back to the camera, wearing no clothes, with his hands on his hips, during daytime. Items such as a paddle and flip-flops are nearby, with a house and garden in the background.
A woman with dark hair sleeping with her face resting on her arm on a marble surface.
A young woman lies on a dark green couch, wearing a red tank top and blue jeans. She has dark hair pulled back and is resting her head on her hand, looking at the camera.
A young girl standing on a kitchen counter near a window, with an adult woman in the foreground looking towards her, holding a strawberry. The kitchen has white cabinets and granite countertops.

February 7, 2025

Snippets of light and a life slowed down.

This portfolio is not a fixed story but an evolving archive. A resists to linearity; instead embracing recurrence and rhythm. What you see here is a mixture of photographs, writings, fragments, and artifacts gathered across years of practice. I am less interested in perfect compositions than in gestures - a hand reaching, a shadow spilling across the wall, the blur that refuses to stay still. My process is slow, recursive, always folding back on itself. This page holds what lingers: the unfinished, the soft, the unposed.

Black and white photo of a man and a woman standing in a hallway, engaged in conversation.

This body of work

Black and white photo of a woman sitting on a sofa with a towel wrapped around her head and wearing a towel around her body, resting her chin on her hand, in a room with curtains and a lamp in the background.

Arranged together, these works trace an ongoing process of becoming, a visual diary that insists on remaining porous, unfinished, and alive. Captioned from years of writing and introspection through sharing my soul on instagram.

Black and white photo of a woman with wavy hair, wearing a light-colored sweater, standing indoors near a window with a brick wall behind her.
Woman in black fishnet bodysuit with rope tied around her torso and arms.

March 4, 2025

I cried in yoga this morning. A soft, silent stream of tears as I reconnected my body to the earth’s energy. She welcomes me back, every time, without judgment…

A woman taking a mirror selfie with a vintage camera, smiling with her eyes closed, wearing a beige top and rings, with a white door in the background.
A black-and-white photo of a woman with dark, curly hair taking off her top in a bedroom, with artistic posters on the wall and a nightstand with a lamp and objects.

Who are we in this world if not deeply connected beings? To the earth, to ourselves, to the person we choose as our partner.

To photograph love is to photograph the most beautiful essence of our lives. To photograph it on film, now that, that feels cosmic.

A woman in a sleeveless, light blue top standing with arms crossed in front of a bush with pink flowers.

August 1, 2024

A woman with curled hair in rollers, wearing a sheer white lingerie top, stands in front of a window by a lake, holding a plastic bag with hair or food.
Black and white photo of a woman with wavy hair holding a paintbrush, with paint on her shoulder.

June 21, 2024

Partly cloudy sky with large, fluffy white clouds and some wispy clouds on the right side.
View of a bathroom seen from a doorway, with a toilet, a small gray mat, a white trash can, a wooden floor border, and patterned tile flooring inside the bathroom.

Silently photographing my life has brought me more clarity this year than I ever would have imagined.

POV imagery has always been a part of my ethos. It’s where I naturally go when I just need a camera in my hand. A piece of my body in the frame. A memory immortalized during a phase of life where nothing feels simple.

This phase, I need its stillness remembered.

We as artists ask of others to accept us into their soul space. To allow us to digest their energy, wiggle around inside its depth, and spit it back out in the form of imagery for their approval. To be 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 by us.
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Is it a process more beneficial to the artist? To the subject?

December 16, 2024

Person sitting on bed taking a mirror selfie with a camera, legs crossed, in a room with gray walls and white bedding.

June 13, 2024

A woman in black lingerie leaning back against a bed with a large cream-colored lampshade lighting up a room with cream curtains.
A black-and-white photo of a woman with short wavy hair, standing against a wall. She is wearing a sheer top with a dark strapless bra underneath. Shadow and light patterns play across her face and body, creating a dramatic effect.

I turn 40 this month. 40. A wild number of a life mid-way.

I’ve always been a cusp baby, teetering between sensual and heady. Earth and air. The month of May draws it out of me, this ever-wavering internal chatter.

Lately I’ve been wondering what my shelf life is here in this art world. The way I shoot, does it matter to anyone but myself? Why do I still feel drawn to the lens of my own camera? What’s my next shift?

Black and white photo of a topless woman lying on a bed with white sheets, holding her breast with her right hand, and her face is not visible.

May, 5, 2025

Black and white photo of a person taking a mirror selfie with a camera, covering their face, in a room with a bed, dresser, and partially visible open door.
A brass toilet paper holder with a white roll of toilet paper mounted on a wall next to a window with partially drawn blinds, casting shadows on the wall.
Close-up black and white portrait of a young woman with wet hair, freckles, and a serious expression.
A woman with long, dark, curly hair standing indoors near a beige sofa. She is topless and holding a white cloth in her right hand, looking at the camera. There are potted plants on the windowsill behind her, and sheer curtains covering the window.

November 13, 2024

A woman taking a mirror selfie with a camera in a room with a clothing rack, a white bench, and various items on it.
A woman with curly brown hair wearing a white dress with red flowers stands outdoors near a body of water, with trees in the background.

AN EVOLVING ARCHIVE.

NOT A FIXED STORY.