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My parents gifted me my first polaroid camera when I was nine years old.
I spent the summer begging for more of the ten-photo film rolls to pack into the bulky frame. Later in my teen years, my point-and-shoot never left my side—much to many of my unwitting subjects’ displeasure.
Naturally, it only made sense to invest in my first DSLR camera when I finished my creative degree, and the reason you’re reading this is history.
Documenting the beauty of the world has always been dear to my heart. I seek the raw and unposed; giddy laughter, tears of joy, sweet tenderness. I seek the magic.
