The story of a photographer
I was born in a small town Conyers, which is nestled just South East of Atlanta. As a child I endured many both fortunate and unfortunate events. I was diagnosed with childhood cancer, Acute Mylogenous Leukemia, at the age of 5 and endured many both pleasant and unpleasant memories at such a young age. Given my very unpleasant and too eventful first attempt at college at 18 I discovered photography and for given reasons, I found something to live for. I was good at it. It took some time but I gathered some experience by roaming my hometown and taking shots of old buildings, providing free photos shoots, and using my neices and nephews as models every time I baby sat. A few years after I met my now husband, we fell pregnant and ended up losing our son to stillbirth. The reasons are still unknown but this was probably the first time I was really serious about my photography skills and really wanted to incorporate my passion in someone else's life. You see, all those times, those good times I had, were never photographed because I was either to mentally drained, emotionally incompotant, or too young to know the difference. My life experiences and obsticals, which I am proud to say are behind me, allowed me to realize that many people often do not document those important and life changing moments well-becuase they can't. That is what I am here for.
I first received my first DSLR camera just 8 years ago. Often I would mess around capturing candid shots at family events and of whimsical landscaping around my hometown. Throughout the years I was able to photograph many impromptu and pro-bono events as I would attend family gatherings and outings. I later discovered that I had an interest in graphic design, which I learned from my now husband, and was able to integrate the two concepts. By combining my growing photography skills and my graphic design knowledge I realized that I was able to capture and create timeless photos for families and individuals to cherish forever.
The good, the bad, and the ugly= those times are worth documenting. If hey don't bring you down, they will only rise you up and after the storm, you will appreciate those memories.