A butterfly can’t see her wings, but everyone else can. Let me show you.
WHAT I DO
I’m an international photographer – with a PhD in psychology. I specialize in soulful portraiture of women with a beauty/fashion perspective.
My husband and I live between New Zealand and the stunning island of Saint Simons, Georgia.
WHO I WORK WITH
Any girl or woman between the ages of 8 and 80 who holds a dream of seeing her truest self reflected in deeply personal, authentic images. Your session will transform the way you view yourself. I promise.
WHY IT’S SPECIAL
I believe that women are the most beautiful creations on earth. I never tire of discovering and connecting with a woman’s deeply personal story. With me, you will feel unconditionally loved and accepted for who you are, because my gift is in seeing deep below the surface. I have an innate empathic sense of your unique power, strength, beauty, and vulnerability – even when it’s hidden beneath layers of self-protection. I am honoured to reflect this truth back to you so that you can own your superpowers with confidence.
A little about my experience and story…and why I am in a unique position to capture the real you.
I’ve been a professional photographer for well over 20 years (not saying how long…) and I know what it takes to evoke and create powerful images.
I began my professional career as an international model in the 80’s. I was represented by the top agencies in NYC, Milano, Barcelona, Tokyo and Los Angeles and enjoyed a successful run as a non-super model with lots of TV commercials and swimsuit campaigns.
After my daughter Chelsey was born, I was hired as a freelance stylist for Nordstrom and Neiman Marcus where I worked along side the Fashion Director and international designers – creating runway shows and high level fashion events for an upscale clientele on both US coasts.
Ultimately, I realized that I wanted to create beautiful images behind the camera. I became one of the very first photojournalistic style wedding photographers in the Washington, DC area. As time went on, my attention narrowed to specialize in women’s portraits and I discovered my life’s purpose – delving deep in meaningful connection to empower and unleash dormant possibility. I followed my heart and my passion to achieve a PhD in educational psychology with a minor in neuroscience and developed a holistic, yoga/wellbeing program for women. My study and findings are published in the science journal, Advances in Mind Body Medicine. I integrate all of this now in my work as a photographer/healer to co-create space for love-infused transformation. (Photo below is of me speaking at the 2018 NZ Positive Psychology conference)
For me, there is no greater honour than this – to know you and to guide you to release self doubt and step boldly into confidence, clarity and conviction, the fullness that is you.
My portraiture of women draws from a childhood of bittersweet contrasts.
I grew up in rural Maryland on the family farm. I was the first of three daughters. Our family shared two hundred, mostly cleared acres, of pastoral fields with Nanny, Papa and dad’s brother, Uncle John.
Long summer days began in the coolness of morning with obligatory chores and the detested garden weeding. We were rewarded with afternoon swims under a cerulean sky in our backyard pool that had a plastic lining even more brilliant.
Idyllic snapshots feature in my now, 50-something mind reminiscent of afternoons running barefoot, playing hide and seek, and getting lost with the occasional neighborhood playmate in the vast labyrinth of giant corn stalks.
Summer nights resounded with the cacophony of crickets. In the magical light of the moon and stars, giggling and shoeless, wearing cotton nightgowns, we chased down unsuspecting, mostly doomed fireflies. The lucky few, dazed and staggering, dizzily stammered out of our punctured-lid mason jars the next morning.
There were days, when seeking to escape little sisters; I would slip away to find solitude in the happy daffodil meadow. Lying on the sunlit, grassy bank of the lively creek, feeling grounded in the firmness of the earth – I could breathe. All of my heightened senses engaged with the landscape. The intoxicating fragrance and mirthful dance of resurrected shoots and blossoms embodied hope. The tranquil sounds of distant moos, cheery songbirds and humming bumblebees signified a welcome connection to the fullness of life. Possibility arose as the puffy clouds slowly, effortlessly morphed into cottony elephants, angels and myriads of mythical creatures. In the safety of the meadow, I dared to dream of faraway lands, exotic occupations and future love.
The fields and meadow of our farm became my sanctuary, a sacred place for healing tears. In the cocoon of nature’s embrace, I found escape from the dark shadow of human transgressions, deeply entrenched small-town secrets, and the painful loneliness of a bullied adolescence.
My art, and indeed my life, is an expression of the healing power of nature and the resolve of the female spirit to seek transcendence.