PHOTOGRAPHER
BASED In VANCOUVER, BC
ON UNCEDED LKWUNGEN AND COAST SALISH LANDS

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PHOTOGRAPHER,
BASED IN VANCOUVER, BC,
ON UNCEDED LKWUNGEN AND COAST SALISH LANDS.

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I'm a photographer based in beautiful Vancouver, BC. Telling stories and capturing ambiences for human beings, businesses, and hobbyists who appreciate moody, dreamy, and creative photography is what fuels me. 


If you'd like to learn more about me as a person and my take on photography, simply click the button on the right hand side.


Click the button above if you'd like to learn more about me as a person and my take on photography or contact me below.

You can call me

I'm a photographer based in beautiful Vancouver, BC. Telling stories and capturing ambiences for human beings and businesses who appreciate moody, dreamy, and creative photography is what fuels me. 


If you'd like to learn more about me as a person and my take on photography, simply click the button on the right hand side.


Click the button above if you'd like to learn more about me as a person and my take on photography or click below to contact me right away.

A dusty roadmap from the 70s, street names fading into the hills and valleys they belong to. Grainy memories on film stored in a box under your bed, retrieved with a cold one in one hand and your loved one in the other.



Neon lights in shop windows and the old Cadillac hiding under the sheets in your garage. The flannel your mom wore when she met your dad, back in the good old days. The kinda stuff that tells stories from a different era to the ones willing to listen.


A story of nightfall and the last light of day. Haze, the glow of lanterns against freshly fallen snow. Blue hour. The silhouette of pines against a starless sky. Finding comfort in darkness, the unknown. Raindrops on the kitchen window, thunder in the distance. Fog covering the town like a blanket. Silence, and still:


Let's have a look at how
I can serve

you.

You are heard here.



You are seen here.




A dusty roadmap from the 70s, street names fading into the hills and valleys they belong to. Grainy memories on film stored in a box under your bed, retrieved with a cold one in one hand and your loved one in the other. Neon lights in shop windows and the old Cadillac hiding under the sheets in your oily garage. The flannel your mom wore when she met your dad back in the good old days. The kinda stuff that tells stories from a different era to the ones willing to listen.

THE TYPE OF ROMANCE THAT HAS YOUR SKIN BURNING FROM GETTING TOO CLOSE TO THE FLAMES. THE TYPE THAT LEAVES YOU BREATHLESS AT 4AM, SINGING THE SONGS OF YOUR ANCESTORS OFF THE TOP OF YOUR LUNGS. AN ISOLATED LOG CABIN IN THE WOODS. WALKS BY THE BEACH DURING FULL MOON. A FAINT CRACKLING OF YOUR RECORD PLAYER IN THE CORNER OF YOUR ROOM. THE STATIC IN THE AIR BEFORE THE THUNDER ROLLS IN. THE KIND OF ROMANCE THAT HAS YOUR BONES SHAKE. THE ONE THAT MAKES UP FOR ALL YOUR SLEEPLESS NIGHTS BECAUSE YOU FEEL SO FUCKING ALIVE.

A GLASS OF BOURBON IN YOUR UNDERWEAR. THE INK UNDER YOUR SKIN, YOUR OWN, ETERNAL ARTWORK. RIDES ON YOUR BIKE AT SUNSET, FLYING ALONG THE COASTLINE WITH THE EAGLES CRYING ABOVE YOUR HEAD. SPONTANEOUS CAMPING TRIPS WITH YOUR PICKUP. SHOTGUNNING BEERS AT 1PM. THAT FILTHY DECK OF CARDS ON YOUR BEDSIDE TABLE & THE SOUND OF LIVE MUSIC IN YOUR FAVOURITE DIVE BAR.

A FOGGED UP MIRROR. THE SMELL OF SANDALWOOD AND LEATHER, FLAMES DANCING IN THE SHADOWS ON YOUR WALLS. SPLITSECONDS THAT EXPAND TO UNIVERSES FAR BEYOND YOUR CONTROL. THE STEREO TURNED UP. YOU ARE ENDLESS HERE. RED WINE & DARK CHOCOLATE. FLOATING SHEETS OF SILK, THE MOONLIGHT SHINING THROUGH YOUR WINDOWS. TRACING VELVET WITH YOUR FINGERTIPS, GOING PLACES YOU HAVEN'T BEEN.
BY DAWN, ONLY BLURRED MEMORIES REMAIN.

A story of nightfall and the last light of day. HazE, the glow of lanterns against  freshly fallen snow. Blue hour. The silhouette of pines against a starless sky. Finding comfort in darkness, the unknown. Raindrops on the kitchen window. Fog covering the town like a blanket. Silence. And still, you are seen here. You are heard here.

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