Sometimes it feels like living inside a gingerbread house; surrounded by sugary sweet, idyllic and frosted. Where you stop and think about how much you’ll miss it when it’s gone. You want to scoop it up and pour in a jar to sit high upon a shelf for safe keeping. And there are other times it feels like sitting in a tree outside your window looking in. You see it happening, you hear muffled noises, the branches groaning beneath you from the weight. And you realize you’d better get back inside before it comes tumbling down. And once again you’re enveloped by warmth, muted sounds magnified, the whirring of the dishwasher and pleas from young ones. There are moments of calm, of glitz, of grey. There are moments, and moments never stay the same.

( all images shot on film in San Jose, Ca)

It hovers there above our heads, a creamy softness of cushiony comfort and security. A tangible fragment of what we all yearn for. That infinity love… Limitless and unconditional. Wrapping tight, around and around and around. It’s grand to feel that wholly, but to provide that kind of sparkling blue sky boundless depth, now that, is where the real gift can be found. (all images shot on film)

This post has taken me a while.  Because I couldn’t just post photos.  I had a lot of words to throw out there with them, it’s just that they took a while to sort themselves out inside my brain.

This past August I went to Salt Lake City for a workshop of sorts with Yan Palmer. I’ve never personally been drawn to the fine art styled shoots of most workshops…they’re pretty, sure, but for me photography is more.  It’s words, and stories, and connections, and emotions. So Yan made the most sense for me.  And I’ve found it difficult to really put into words how I felt about my time with her, and the other attendees, and the family we photographed, and then the next day when I got to meet up with a few of my long time favorite amazing photographer friends to photograph their families. For me the whole trip wasn’t even about photography strangely enough.  That wasn’t at the forefront of what I came home with, but believe me when I tell you I came home with, a lot. Like bags and bags full of clarity and inspiration and creativity and understanding, all of which I had all along, just didn’t know how to access it. It’s funny how things work like that isn’t it?  This post is a rambling jumble of nonsense, I get it… it’s kind of what it looks like in here too, only it feels completely crisp and clear and really just fantastic.

And talk about fantastic… this is the lovely Brooke Schultz and her incredibly sweet family.  What a gift to spend time with her. (all images shot on film)

The sweetest love story professed on the sand.  Foaming waves melodic and constant, the soundtrack for a day that will forever be written on their hearts. Surrounded by their families and closest friends, they exchanged vows all their own, lost in a love soaked sea of their own making.

It was a dream and an honor to photograph this truly special day. Congratulations Emma + Nick!

(all images shot on film)