Reflections in Nature
In the winter of the soul, head bowed with grief, arms raised in surrender. The texture uncovered in the cold and barren season. Beauty found in the fragility. Strength found in the roots. Hope found
In the winter of the soul, head bowed with grief, arms raised in surrender. The texture uncovered in the cold and barren season. Beauty found in the fragility. Strength found in the roots. Hope found
Over the years my photography, and vision for it have changed and morphed many times. However, one thing that has remained consistent is that photography is often a sacred space for me to recharge
Reinvention The need to reinvent my website has been there for some time. I’ve known it for a while, but have lacked the skill needed to do it and frankly was so overwhelmed by