If you visit the Engagements page on my website, you’ll see the words “Love Stories, Eternally.” It’s a phrase that holds deep personal meaning for me — one that transcends photography and speaks to the very reason I do what I do.


Growing up, I was lucky to witness a love that was steadfast, unwavering, and beautifully expressed. My grandfather signed every letter to my grandmother with the word “eternally.” It was their subtle, powerful promise to each other — a single word that held a lifetime (57 years!) of devotion. When they both passed away a few years back, we had his handwritten eternally etched onto their shared headstone, a testament to the love they built together.

A vintage 1960s portrait photograph shows a couple posing together, with the man wearing glasses and a tie.

My grandparents in their younger years. When they said "eternally," they meant it.

It’s a reminder of why I do this — why I document love in all its forms. Because love, in its truest sense, is eternal. Not just in the grand, romantic gestures, but in the small, everyday moments: a fleeting glance, a held hand, a quiet understanding between two people.


Photography is my way of making sure those moments last. Whether it’s a couple embarking on their engagement, a family celebrating a milestone, or a quiet portrait session that allows someone to see their own beauty, I’m here to preserve love stories in a way that echoes eternally.


So when we work together, we’re not just taking photos. We’re creating a lasting reminder of what matters most.

Two senior individuals wearing sunglasses sit together under a bright red umbrella on a sunny day.

My grandparents, through the lens of my first point-and-shoot camera, 13 years ago.