06/02/2026
I think one of the hardest parts about going public with my photography journey is trying to grow while everyone watches in real time. 🙃
Some days I feel SO confident in what I create. I look at a gallery and think “okay wait… this actually feels like art.” Then literally the next hour I’m reminded that growth as an artist isn’t linear as I sit staring at a photo that falls extremely flat.
I struggle a lot with finding the balance between:
• documentary vs posed
• moody vs bright
• artistic vs safe
• capturing emotion vs controlling every detail
But I think I’m finally realizing something important:
The photos I love most are NEVER the perfectly posed ones.
They’re the messy movement.
The weird little in-between moments.
The wind-blown hair.
The deep shadows.
The images that feel like a captured memory instead of a performance.
I still have SO much to learn when it comes to editing, consistency, posing, all of it honestly — but I also know I have an eye for emotion and storytelling, and I’m learning to lean into that now.
Anyways…. Just a little vulnerable artist ramble tonight. 🫶🏻 Thanks for being here while I grow into the artist I’m becoming.
And a note to those of you who have been here from the beginning: you have no idea how much your support means to me. I’ve dreamed of capturing memories since I was a toddler (just ask my mom ), so deciding to finally pursue this more seriously has genuinely been life changing for me.
