My first memories of photography having an impact on my life are some of my earliest. My grandfather built a dark room in the first apartment he shared with my grandmother in Montreal after they married. By the time I was born, they had long moved on from that photographers utopia, but the evidence of his love of photography was all around me. As a child I would seek out weathered prints from that era, reverently inhaling the barely perceptible smells of photo chemicals that still lingered. Determined, I bought my first camera at age seven from a school book fair. I kept it until it broke in my hands from use and love and obsession. 


Our family moved frequently throughout the southwest and my camera was my constant, most loved and often only companion. I fell in love with the landscaped of my adolescence but craved the pace and urbanity of my childhood in Montreal so I moved to New York. Since my life had been filled with the intersections of cultures, I pursued education from the City University of New York in Documentary Studies and Social Research. to augment the quality of my photographic training, I turned to the International Center of Photography and took courses in documentary photography, portraiture, darkroom practices and lighting. 


My academic background in Anthropology and life lived in the vast landscapes of the Southwest guide my in my photographic endeavors. I’m most compelled by people and their stories, their environments and the details of those environments. The same is true of my workflow with clients. My instinct is to dig deep, give attention to details, research and get close.


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