fine art boudoir photographer
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 MoreArt has a way of healing and that’s been the common thread throughout my years of this work. While my reasons for being passionate about it might change and take new shape, my voice has always been for women. We need places to go where we feel seen. We need others to tell our stories so that we don’t get lost. We need gifts of silence in the day-to-day chaos. We deserve pockets of refuge in this vast existence.
Read MoreMy goal is to merge the women I photograph with the fine art they would hang in their home.
Living in such a beautiful place like Palm Beach, most of my clients are art collectors. But, for some reason there is a disconnect for many of them. They are moved by a photograph of a nude stranger, in their home, but the thought of the woman in that photograph being them is uncomfortable.
Why?
Because vulnerability is uncomfortable and hard.
Read More“For so long, I felt like I had only thought about beauty from a man's perspective and trying to be what he must find beautiful or sexy. I realized I was starting to develop my own definition of beauty and a way of appreciating it, and wanted to be a part of creating artful images that reflected/communicated my sense of beauty... a woman's sense of what's beautiful, aware that my definition of beauty is passed down to my daughter. I needed to demonstrate more self love for my body exactly the way that it is.”
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