I tell stories. Because I love them. Stories are what makes us human. What makes us unique. We’ve been passing down our stories since time began. Stories give us purpose, hope, joy, sorrow and inspiration. Stories give us our Why.
When I was a little girl, my dad captured the story of my life, of our family life, through the lens of a Super8 video camera. Later, he would drag around a huge VHS camera complete with a recorder the size of a VCR. Sometime during my late childhood years he painstakingly transferred those old silent films to VHS, and later, to DVD, adding music as he went. Those films, with the soundtrack of my childhood (Kenny Rodgers Christmas comes to mind), are among my most precious possessions. They tell me I mattered. That we loved each other. That we danced and sang and laughed and cried and fought and loved AND LIVED.
The medium has changed; from cave drawings to cypress to daguerreotype to film to the first moving picture and now to digital photos and films. Yet, the heart of it, the STORIES of our lives, will never change, because they are the expression of all that is human.
It is my honor and privilege to be a storyteller. Through photography galleries that grow with a family, albums that tell your history & video portraits that capture the heart of a family, I have the privileged of helping share the heart of hundreds of stories.
Let me help you tell yours.
PS I <3 that guy in the photo with me. He’s my favorite.