08/23/2026
It takes a lot of imperfection to be this perfect... ✨
Is that how the saying goes? Or is it something like… the imperfect is perfect?
Well… this is me. Your photographer. Out in the wilderness shooting film… shooting digital… shooting instant film… shooting on my telephone… trying to capture a self portrait.
In a world of flawless self portraits and perfectly polished headshots, I'm giving you this.
Hair flying in my face. Smelling the flowers.
Self portraits may not be my cup of tea, but photographing other people? Now that brings me so much joy.
I love hearing people's stories. Their thoughts. What they love. Their history. All the little tidbits that make them... them. Or you… you.
I may not be fantastic at social media. How does one even make a reel?
I'll probably tell you a joke and forget the punchline.
I adore anything history related—reading it, listening to it, learning about it, all of it.
I love, love, love reading Eighteenth-century Gothic novels and wish I had more time to get lost in them.
I love looking through vintage photography books for inspiration—portraiture, documentary, all of it. Once upon a time I was studying to be a photojournalist…
I adore the joie de vivre of champagne and cake, and Rococo art. The Swing by Jean-Honoré Fragonard is my absolute favorite painting. The colors are so lovely, and I think the art of studying art is such a delight.
If you've made it this far, I'm impressed.
And honestly, I think it's kinda chic to remain somewhat of a mystery, so I'll stop boring you...
I'd much rather hear about you.
Tell me your stories. What do you love? What are you fascinated by? What little things make you wonderfully, unmistakably you?
Because that's the part I'm really interested in.
P.S. The green carnations are an ode to Oscar Wilde.
P.P.S. I see saying kinda chic… is kinda chic.
So perhaps it is kinda chic to take imperfect photographs of yourself. Which, in itself, is very chic, don't you think?