Let’s get real, together.

After all, if I am asking you to open your home up to a complete stranger that is going to be part of your family that day, it is only fair I practice a little openness and vulnerability here with you.

I walk my everyday life with my loves, Derek, Elliotte and Janie (our girls), and Kona (our schoodle pup).

We call North Vancouver home and live in a well-loved, well-patina’d century-old house. Tidy is an 8-ball we are constantly chasing. One should always beware of doggy doo doos in the yard. The garage is a tripping hazard, and if you fall, you will likely meet a bike or an expired car seat on the way down.

I am a work in progress.

I fluctuate between a mother, wife, daughter, photographer, child-activity chauffeur, and community/school volunteer. There are always challenges, no matter what hat(s) I wear. One glory moment can be very quickly clouded by a parenting fail. On busier days, shit hits the fan several times, and many, many things slip through the cracks. Some days, there is even ugly crying. Nevertheless, I learn from these experiences. I am who I am because of all these roles, and I will continue to be changed by them. Life isn’t perfect but I whole-heartedly believe real is better than perfect. It prevents us from chasing after benchmarks we may never reach or beating ourselves up because we cannot achieve perfection.

Our days may not be perfect but they are made rich by our experience of it together, good and bad, and everything in-between.

I photograph connection and humanity within moments.

Human connection is a big WHY in my life. Experiencing human connections makes me feel like I am part of something, that I am contributing to this earth in some way, and not merely living in. I want to show my girls the benefit of this communion, and how having a kind heart and open mind will allow them to receive little bits of magic in their lives through connection with others.

Humanity is not discriminating. It embodies all characteristics and by photographing life to reflect that, it helps normalize our perception of what family time looks like. Family life should not be just sunlit happy moments. Remembering our days through this set of rose-coloured glasses filters out moments that really represent what we do for our children: the juggling, the comforting, the continuous caring, despite the meltdowns.

We cannot stop time and we cannot stop change. Photography is my way of defying it a little. Before I know it, my little girl will stop crying about how much she hates school mornings because all she wants is to stay in bed, cuddling me. So I click on and build my day in the life family legacy, one mundane moment at a time. 

I get in the frame too, every so often.

I am trying to practice what I preach. I photograph my imperfect life, and I set aside a yearly budget to have my own Day in the life chronicled because I do not want to forget. Let’s talk if holding on to these honest moments is also important to you.