Captured Moon Photography

Captured Moon Photography My passion is preserving moments of connection and presence through photography. Thank you for taking time to view my work. IG

The simplicity of playing in the wild. I’m so grateful when I get to meet a new family and show them just how beautiful ...
05/08/2026

The simplicity of playing in the wild. I’m so grateful when I get to meet a new family and show them just how beautiful their love looks from my vantage point. 💗

There’s not much I love more than photographing mothers on their journey. Maybe it’s because it’s so unfortunately commo...
04/15/2026

There’s not much I love more than photographing mothers on their journey. Maybe it’s because it’s so unfortunately common for us to feel erased or minimize our needs to care for others. It feels like compassionate activism to look over from amidst our own wild journey and bear witness. I see you mamas.

Come sit with me love,Under the shady oak tree,Among the birthing Spring. Lay your head and listen with your heart for t...
03/26/2026

Come sit with me love,
Under the shady oak tree,
Among the birthing Spring.
Lay your head and listen with your heart
for the sweetness of doing nothing, together.

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Who says you can’t have a photo session at high noon in the sunny spring grass? I’m here for all the ways your memories get made. The only ingredients I require: my camera and your raw story.

Come play this season! Spring minis coming up 4/25 and other dates (link in bio)

Spring sessions are here and they are just-right sized for you and your loved ones.Join me for a soulful play session in...
02/18/2026

Spring sessions are here and they are just-right sized for you and your loved ones.

Join me for a soulful play session in the magic of Mother Nature. 🌼 🌿🌸

-15 min
-10 images
-styling support available
-simple, fun and attuned facilitation of your precious memories.

Booking link in bio

*additional dates available on request

It’s time. No matter what “side” you considered yourself to be on. No matter how scared you are to have a voice, to offe...
01/26/2026

It’s time. No matter what “side” you considered yourself to be on.
No matter how scared you are to have a voice, to offend or break with the tide you’ve been swimming with.
There is no neutrality anymore. No indifference. We are only who we are to one another. Touch your own humanity. See it in everyone around you. Weep the burning tears of rage and grief.
And now, RISE UP

If I wanted to control women, I would keep them tired. Exhaustion is a powerful leash. I would make sure they carry the ...
01/11/2026

If I wanted to control women, I would keep them tired. Exhaustion is a powerful leash.
I would make sure they carry the weight of homes, children, emotions, healing, and harmony, then call it “natural.”
I would ensure rest feels earned, rare, and riddled with guilt. A rested woman is dangerous. A nourished woman remembers who she is.

I would fracture them from one another.
I would teach them to compete for safety, for love, for approval.
I would whisper that other women are threats instead of mirrors.
I would pit mother against daughter, maiden against crone, single against married, working against staying home. Unity is a wildfire. Division is a cage that polices itself.

If I wanted to control women, I would steal their stories. I would erase their lineages.
I would burn their healers and call them witches.
I would rewrite history until women appear as footnotes, helpers, muses, never architects.
I would make them believe they came late to power, instead of remembering they were power long before thrones and borders existed.
I would sanctify suffering. I would glorify self sacrifice. I would tell them love means endurance.
I would dress control up as protection, possession as devotion, jealousy as passion. I would make abuse confusing enough that it takes years to name.

If I wanted to control women, I would teach girls to shrink early. I would comment on their bodies before they understand them.
I would sexualize them young, then punish them for being sexual.
I would reward silence and obedience, then ask why they never speak up.

And if I wanted to make all of this last, I would call it normal. I would call it tradition. I would call it God. I would call it biology. I would call it “just the way things are.”

But here is what those who try to control women forget. Women remember. We remember in our hips and our hands. We remember in the way we gather when one of us is hurting. We remember through recipes, songs,

-Ayana Madrone

It was such a gift to get to capture this incredible woman. Our first meeting was when we were both incredibly pregnant ...
01/08/2026

It was such a gift to get to capture this incredible woman. Our first meeting was when we were both incredibly pregnant 2ish years ago, bumbling precariously around the rocks in bodega bay. This time closer to home in all the radiance of a woman who knows her way. Wishing you a beautiful, powerful, safe birth for you and baby. 💖

These little peanuts are really the best baby friends I’ve ever known.
12/14/2025

These little peanuts are really the best baby friends I’ve ever known.

There are evenings in the SF Bay Area that feel like they were made just for families like this one—light spilling over ...
12/11/2025

There are evenings in the SF Bay Area that feel like they were made just for families like this one—light spilling over the hills, wind tugging at clothes and hair, kids running wild, parents laughing because the moment is too good not to.

This session was pure joy.
Chasing light. Chasing giggles. Chasing the kind of connection that shows up when a family forgets the camera is there and just plays.

The way they held each other, the way the golden hour wrapped around them—it all felt like a little reminder of how beautiful the in-between moments really are.

Mother Nature, you showed off.
And this sweet family brought the magic.

There’s something sacred about watching a family simply be—the way little hands reach for steady ones, how laughter burs...
12/06/2025

There’s something sacred about watching a family simply be—the way little hands reach for steady ones, how laughter bursts out of nowhere, how parents look at their children with that mix of awe and deep, everyday love. These are the moments I get to witness… and I still can’t believe I get to hold them for people.

This year has been full of families showing up as they are—playful, tender, imperfect, radiant. I’ve seen siblings twirling in their own worlds, parents exhaling into each other, kids lighting up entire courtyards with one laugh. And every time, it reminds me why I do this.

To this beautiful family: thank you for inviting me into your warmth.
And to every family I’ve photographed this year: your love stories have been the highlight of mine.

Here’s to more golden hours, more in-between moments, more of the real stuff. 🤎✨




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