It started with my grandfather, a passionate nature and underwater photographer who built his own underwater casings and developed his images in a dark room he built in his basement. Some of his work was even published in Ontario magazines. I still look through the thousands of slides he left behind — every frame a reminder of how powerful a photograph can be.

When I was 12, my late father gave me my first Leica camera for Christmas — a gift that changed everything. From then on, I became the designated family photographer, capturing birthday parties, holidays, and everyday magic. That passion only grew. I started taking on any shoot I could, and I’ve been photographing professionally since 2012.

Over the years, having experienced the deep loss of people I love, my connection to photography has only strengthened. I understand how meaningful it is to have something tangible — something real — to hold onto. That’s why I do what I do.