I grew up running barefoot on the beach, camera in hand. 

From an early age, photography became my way of holding onto moments—whether it was the laughter with friends or the birthday cake I baked for my now-husband. Maybe it started because I wanted to remember the little things, from the way the pavement sparkled at night to the genuine joy on loved ones’ faces. Or maybe it’s because I’ve always been drawn to the beauty of “love” itself, and knew I could never tire of capturing it. However I got here, one thing has never changed: I believe the best photos are found in life’s small, happy moments.