I’m a self-taught photographer and digital artist, constantly seeking and striving for everyday magic. I started out doing this for my kids, and now I teach others to do the same.
I’m a wife and mom first. A lover of adventures, socks out of the dryer, and Bud Abbott and Lou Costello movies.
I believe in...
+ Kindness. It’s free. So, don't be a douche canoe!
+ Fiercely chasing after whatever sets your soul on fire.
+ Letting your imagination run wild.
+ Magic and fairytales.
+ And tacos. I believe in those too.
Creating magical worlds in Photoshop is how I achieve all of those things. Well, except the tacos... that’d be weird. Are you ready to bring a little magic into your world?
Let’s do the damn thing!
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There's my jokey self, there's my morose and fed-up self, and there's my lewd and disgusting self. There's my clever-clogs self and my fading-violet-who-can't-make-up-her-mind-about-anything self. There's my untidy-clothes-everywhere-all-over-my-room-self, and my manically tidy self when I want my room to be minimalist and Zen to the nth degree. There's my confident, arrogant self and my polite and reasonable and good-listener self. There's my self-righteous self and my wickedly bad self, my flaky self and my sentimental self. There are selfs I like and selfs I don't like. There's my little-girl self who likes to play silly games and there's my old woman self when I'm quite sure I'm about eighty and edging towards the geriatric.
For as long as I can remember I’ve always been lost in my imagination.
I find fantasy and daydreaming comforting and far better than reality.
A piece of MY story...
Well, if you've scrolled this far, I'm going to assume you want to know more about me... or it's 3 am and you've found yourself in that perpetual internet black hole and winded up on my website... whatever the reason, HI NEW FRIEND, I'm happy you're here! I truly don't find my life anywhere near exciting or grand, but I'll tell you anyway because according to the "About Me Section" God's, that's what I'm supposed to do.
I've been using my imagination for as long as I can remember. At around age six, you would have most likely found me setting up all my barbie's and taking pictures of them. I had props and everything y’all!
I didn’t realize it at the time that taking pictures was going to become such a huge passion. A camera ended up becoming an extension of my hand.
Keep in mind that this was the 90s and it was a disposable Kodak...but still! I was in it for the long haul and it was like Christmas when I'd get those pictures back. I mean, I had to wait for WEEKS to find out of my Malibu Barbie was looking fierce. The hard knock life for six-year-old photographers.
Once I got into high school I decided my freshman year I would take a photography class. I loved it — at least when it came to the creative aspect.
The technicalities? Not so much. I failed the shit outta that class. My photography/art teacher said that maybe this wasn’t for me and I should probably further my education in a different subject.
What a bitch, right? Well, little did she know…
Because if there’s one thing anybody should know about me it’s that I hate being told I can’t do something. In fact, if you ever want to see me NOT procrastinating, tell me I can't do it. I guarantee it'll get done.
The rest of high school I was never without a camera and during my senior year, I got to take 6 of my classmates' senior photos that went into our yearbook, including my own. During that time I realized how much I loved storytelling with a lens. I used photography as my way of journaling. I took self-portraits and would post them on Flickr, with some sappy song and BS quote attached...
Gag me with a fucking spoon, I know!
But at the time it was freeing and I was living for every single one of those portraits.
Then life happened (insert tiny violins playing) and sometimes you have to go through hard things in order to figure out what good feels like.
In my early 20s, I put down my camera. I stopped caring about my passion. I stopped caring about goals. I stopped caring about myself. I completely lost my sense of wonder, imagination, and creativity. To say it was a dark time in my life is an understatement.
But that story is for another day...
1) WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
2) WHAT'S YOUR MYERS BRIGGS?
INFP! The mediator
3) FAVORITE MOVIE?
a) Gone With the Wind
b) Harry Potter
d) All of the above
4) WHAT'S YOUR ENNEAGRAM TYPE?
Type 9 wing 1
5) DREAM TRAVEL DESTINATION?
6) WHERE DO YOU LIVE?
7) DO YOU CUSS?
Like a sailor
8) WHAT DO YOU DO TO DESTRESS?
Binge watch Discovery ID
9) BIGGEST FEAR?
c) Losing someone you love
10) WHAT IS THE BEST PIECE OF ADVICE YOU'VE EVER HEARD?
Be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire!
When my daughter was born in 2017, I got the urge to not only pick up my camera again but to truly learn how to utilize editing to make my dreams come to life. (Oh hi, Photoshop! You handsome devil!) At this time, I also found out Instagram could be used for so much more than just cell phone pictures and decided to give it a whirl. I spent countless hours watching tutorials, researching, and buying courses to learn the in’s and out’s of PS. Bless my sweet kiddos for being my test subjects! Because I asked them to do some weird things for my wacky ideas. (Remind me later to give them money.) I kept practicing and 1002 hideous edits later I finally felt like I was getting somewhere… but it wasn’t good enough.
Once I learned the basics I wanted to soak up as much knowledge as I possibly could. I started watching painting tutorials, understanding light and shadows, color theory, and diving deeper into the art world. These things changed the game for me. I went from wanting to just do a basic composite of my kids, to wanting to create actual art pieces. That told a story. That made someone FEEL something.
I wanted to create timeless art pieces inspired by illustrations and paintings.
Art became my therapy and escape. It became a way to express myself in a way I was never able to before. That is the exact reason I love teaching. I love sharing everything I’ve learned along the way to other souls who want to find that escapism as well. Let’s just be real for a minute… reality SUCKS sometimes! We all need our way of escaping. For me, that is whimsical art and storytelling and if you’re in that same boat then I’m here for it and I’ll help you on that beautiful journey. One thing I can say for sure, it is completely worth the ride.
Ever since then, I’ve spent hours, weeks, months perfecting the skills needed in my art and honing in on my style. I’ve gotten
the privilege to work with some amazing clients to make their visions come to life and that’s been a great gift all on its own. The fact someone would love my art enough to want me to create something FOR THEM is one of the most humbling things I’ve ever experienced.
So who am I? Well, I’m just a clumsy, emotional, creative, sarcastic, awkward, dreamer, former PNW turned Midwesterner girl trying to map her own path in the world like everybody else.
And I’m just getting started.
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