How It All Began
How It All Began ?
Part of the answer to that question lies in this black and white photo to the right. That is a pic of my dad and I; we are having a picnic lunch on one of our many journeys from Peterborough to Ottawa. I lost my dad when I was 10 years old; it was sudden, unexpected and my world fell apart.
I have spent the rest of my life staring at pictures of him. It’s not so much about how he looks, but it’s about the memories of the moments that he is captured in. Remembering those moments, letting my heart feel the emotions again, closing my eyes and letting my senses fill with memories of smells, sounds, touches. These pictures provide the tangible remembrance that although a connection may change shape; it is never lost; these old photos are my passport to my memories of my dad and our time together .
Crazy side note: My dad gave me my first camera and opened my heart to the magic of this art form.
The loss of my dad fuels my desire to capture connection; to record the bonds that we create in our lives with the humans, animals and things that we surround ourselves with.
Weddings are a huge portion of what I shoot and I absolutely love every crazy minute of them and I spend a good portion of the time encouraging everyone to just be themselves; let the tears flow; giggle and laugh as loud as you want to; don’t worry about which side you think looks best, give lots of hugs, hold hands, forget about all the what “ifs” and “should haves” and just be present in the moment.
Now the other part of the answer to the question. Start by checking out the gallery below.
“Mom” was one of the sweetest, most loving people I have ever met and she welcomed me with open arms into her family. Together we laughed and cried through both her daughters’ weddings and I remember her glowing with love and pride as she introduced me to her first grandchild.
My heart broke when I got the message that she had passed away. But the very next line of that message made me smile through my tears:
“I have been going through the pictures and I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for capturing such great memories and moments with her. I don’t know what I would do without them.”
So that gallery below, it is more than what the venue looked liked or how the flowers were arranged or if the shone shone or it poured rain; it is moments of connections, it is a collection of emotions and most importantly it is beautiful, precious pieces of a family’s story.
This is why I shoot weddings, families, and the important moments in people’s lives.