This year, I joyfully enter my second decade of being a new york city wedding photo pro. I have been all over the world: Paris, Rome, Florence, Istanbul, Sydney, Ankarra, and even Carlsbad, New Mexico. However it did not start off like that.
As a yong photographer of 20, I spent a year in Tusacny, where I worked as a bilingual nanny to a delightful little boy and academic assistant to his brilliant parents. I photographed the family and the little boy’s playmates among olive trees and chianti vines. I developed the film in a makeshift darkroom in the villa, and made substantial strides in becoming the photographer I am today.
When I relocated to Manhattan the following year, I worked as an apprentice and studied at SVA. There, I solidified the intensity of my training by following the documentary-style traditions of the New York School of shooting spontaneously, and following the visual dreams of one’s heart.