While completing my degree in Advertising from Southern Methodist University, I worked my way up from unpaid intern to unpaid Associate Producer in the Corporate Communications Department of a very large financial institution. A lovely, fun gal there let me write and produce terribly dry corporate training videos. Eventually, 90s corporate pantyhose requirements, gray poly fiber cubicle walls and the sly hum of overhead fluorescents drove me to move to Los Angeles for the promise of another low-paying job in retail.
A shared studio apartment.
And the beach.

After finishing a producing and directing summer program at USC, I eagerly started working in the production world in Los Angeles.
I had it all figured out!
One Sunday morning, a pal offered me a roll of Agfa Ultra 50 for an old Canon AE-1 in my sunny west LA apartment.
A photo playdate, an attempt at a hobby.
Good for us.

After that, I got a little sidetracked.

I spent time assisting, learning on the job, going back to school at Brooks Institute of Photography. Graduating. Carrying a grip truck full of sand bags up a hill to location, picking up lattes and Chinese Chicken Salads. Dressing on the side is a lesson you learn once! Metering, loading film backs. Going out on my own. Documenting the work of prolific non-profit programs and passionate architects and designers. Working as a corporate studio photographer in Dallas, and eventually heading and rebuilding one of the largest in house studios in the country. Leading over 40 gifted photography professionals who produced an average of 1,000,000 web images and 200 printed catalogs annually. And, continuing that operational process and strategic management work as a studio consultant with some wonderful small to medium-sized business owners for several years.

Now, I am an artist.
Chasing the good light.
Telling stories.
Capturing a beat, a breath, a moment of stillness through my lens.
And blissfully releasing that back into the world. 

I am so grateful for it all. For every hair-pulling, thrilling, sore, eye-rolling, sleepless, sane, insane, joyful, bonding, hilarious and teachable moment. For overnights on press. For every 5am call time. And forever grateful to everyone I have worked for and with,
for teaching me everything I know.

For all the stories I already have.
And, all the stories I still get to tell.