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Wild woman, in front of the lens
We shot in the middle of the rapids until the rain stopped, until my feet were numb from standing waist deep in the river, rain coat wrapped as tightly as possible over my bathing suit and camera. ‘It’s fine’ she said, passing a hand over the goosebumps…
Creative Portrait Photography in Montreal
A warm October day with a wild wind… Halloween is one of my absolute most favourite times of year to create magical images. This season gives permission to get a little weird, whether it's an unusual costume, a handmade accessory, or the chance to bring a character to life for an afternoon. I love when an idea comes together through items made by hand, found objects, and the personality of the person wearing them.
Nature Portraits for women
We all have our tender places, intricacies, I like to call them. I’ve come to love mine as I get older and now willingly step in front of the camera. My biggest epiphany about acceptance came when I turned 40, I only have this one body, this one experience and chance at life…
Documenting your life , the vulnerability of saying yes.
J. was turning a new leaf after years spent in Montreal, building a community, relationships, a career. She was setting off alone to South America, not to start from scratch, but to continue becoming the version of herself she had purposefully chosen. She wanted to mark this journey of growth and exploration that had led to this moment, when she could finally pursue her dream. She wanted to commemorate it, document it, with flowers.
When Paper Becomes a Crown: Creative Family Photography in Montreal
I think we (grownups) sometimes underestimate the importance of make-believe. How seriously children take it, how much of themselves they bring to the things they create. A crown isn't just a crown when you've made it yourself, it’s a new identity. I've watched shy children come alive in front of my camera when they get to choose who they get become. Not because they suddenly know how to pose, but because posing is no longer the point. They're busy being someone else, or perhaps in reality, a little more of themselves.
Is Visibility the Missing Piece in Women’s Career Growth?
A friend tried to support me, to soften how it landed with management. She was targeted for months afterwards and eventually pushed out. I was called into a meeting with the company owner and told that if this kind of behaviour bothered me, maybe I wasn’t cut out for the industry.
The message was clear. Stay quiet. Keep your head down. Don’t upset the boys.
‘Mama’, ‘Mom’, ‘MooooooOooom’
Recently, I spent a morning photographing a mom who truly understood this feeling. She’s photographer herself and realized she was capturing everything but it wasn’t the whole story. She had made a deliberate choice to step in front of mine. We started in the yard and gradually wandered toward the woods. Her baby was heavy and soft in her arms, content to be carried. Her four-year-old was barefoot within mili-seconds, pulling his mother’s dress, asking her to play with him, to come here, to watch this. His moods changed quickly, he got sulky. He is four after all.
The art of craftsmanship
There's a quiet confidence in the way that Catherine works, her workshop is a place of transformation, more than a place where wood becomes merely a functional or decorative object, a new form comes into the world expressed not only through the finished piece but through the actual process itself. Her bowl holds fingerprints, years of acquired skill and hours of care. Her creations have soul, they are unique, they are imperfect, they are beautiful… most importantly they are human.
Documenting motherhood; a breast feeding journey
After many hospital visits and late nights, Alice was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. She very quickly lost weight, and became very weak. Suddenly Erin's refusal to stop breastfeeding wasn't just love, it was a lifeline. When Alice was so unwell and couldn't eat, when insulin needles and bruises became the new normal, nursing was the one source of comfort that held and kept her safe. The thing people had pressured Erin to give up became the very thing that helped her daughter through the most difficult period of her young life.
Take The Picture
Photography is vulnerable. It’s an intimate exchange of trust. It breaks self image wide open. I know that feeling. That the shape of you is wrong. It’s the feeling that is wrong, not the shape. And the more I hear it the more I understand that it’s rarely, truly coming from the core being of the person in front of me. It’s taught. We are taught to pick ourselves apart. Yet each time I hear some version of 'let me hide', it’s still jarring.