boudoir photographer florida
When did real life become undesirable?
When did imperfections become "fixable"?
I LONG for real. I LONG for raw.
This was a mom who took some space to explore herself.
After I left she probably made dinner for her two children in that kitchen and then washed the dishes with those very tools.
For a second, she got to mix her two worlds.
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That is art.
Read MoreBoudoir is about stripping down to bare bones.
But, not in the way one might think.
It’s the permission to let someone else see you in the most vulnerable and raw light.
It’s cracking wide open and letting the hard seep in so that the you can discover and fill in the holes.
Boudoir is pushing away the “one day’s” and “what-if’s” and embracing the right now.
It’s letting the skin that holds you fall apart.
It’s grieving who you once were, while saying hello to who you are.
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It is...you are...encompassing.
Healthy love has allowed me to create my most meaningful art. It’s allowed a safe space so that I can let all parts of me leave and then come back anew.
My home life is pretty ordinary and safe. The idea of that used to bore and scare me. It’s most likely because I was so used to the explosions and everyday turbulence of love before.
My art pulls me apart and love reals me in.
I hope to teach my daughter that the greatest love in life isn’t romantic love, but rather love with oneself.
Read MoreI talk a lot about my journey into boudoir.
How it started from a place of darkness and loneliness in my own life. A place of feeling invisible.
Photographing women, giving them a chance to feel seen and have a holistic experience, tricked my brain into thinking that I could give that back to myself. And, it worked.
It gave me the strength to make the changes I needed in my life to get to a place of wholeness and growth. Their bravery was a domino effect and mine soon followed. Okay, maybe a couple of years later, but it still followed and I know that these women had a lot to do with it. How could they not? By creating art with them, our stories were intertwined. I couldn’t tell my story without them and vise versa.
This leads me to my feelings on art being inherently selfish.
Read MoreMy favorite part of what he wrote was, “Being creative begins with noticing what others have overlooked.”
When I became a mother I felt incredibly overlooked and isolated. My entire pregnancy was spent being fawned over, making sure I was okay, doctors checking on me, etc. After I had my daughter it was no longer about my health, my needs, my wants, or my mental health. Even women who aren’t mothers are often overlooked and the ones who take care of everyone else in their lives.
My promise with each woman I photograph is that I’m going to bring them into the light. There is no more hiding. There is no more telling yourself that your family comes first and you’ll stay in the shadows.
Is it uncomfortable? ABSOLUTELY!
Is it necessary for growth? YES!
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