Wednesday, February 25, 2015

jake

This is my boyfriend, Jake.  He's my guinea pig when it comes to all my photography attempts.  Whenever I want to try something new, he's there to model for me.  Whenever I want to travel somewhere for the opportunity of capturing an amazing shot, he's my camping buddy.  He's my support and my confidence.  And he grows his beard out long because he knows I like the lumberjack look.  He's perfect. 





Thursday, February 19, 2015

Utah

I have always had the strongest desire to travel.  Ever since I was a little girl, I had always wanted to get out and go.  I got bored staying in the same place for too long, I got bored of my home. After we moved to Charlotte, it only took a few years for me to get bored of that place too.  I never wanted to sit still, there was always someplace else to go and something else to do.  There was one location though that I did imagine myself finally settling down in.
When I was about 12 my friend went to Colorado and sent me a different picture every hour for the week he was there.  Just from those images I fell in love with the state, and knew that I belonged there.  Since I got older, it had been my goal to travel there.  Now, I finally have the opportunity.  This Spring Break, I'm going on a camping trip to Colorado and Utah.  My boyfriend and I bought plane tickets last minute, flying out to Denver and driving to Arches National Park in Utah. This is basically a dream come true to me, something I have wanted to do since I could walk, and now I have the opportunity to do so.

I'm bringing my camera and my gear, ready to capture the beautiful landscape of these amazing places.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015


On my trip to Haiti I met this beautiful little girl named Jericah.  The village she lived in didn't have much, she didn't wear underwear, didn't have anything but a tiny little dress that barely covered her bum.  But she was the brightest, happiest little girl.  She was always excited to meet new people, and opened up to you so easily.
























When we first met Jericah she had a pink little dress on that said "Princess." She took on the nickname princess for the rest of our time there.