January 2, 2016 – part 2

“I react, I go, ‘Oh my God, look at that,’ and the camera goes click.”  

Ted Grant

I want to grab my memories, make them warp their emotions and views around me like a cozy blanket.

I think that’s why I love Photography so much. It takes the amazing things I see and gives them a physical way to keep them close.

Each sunset, laugh, shadow, and light is there. Taking me back to the jokes, fights, the cold or warmth.

Like Ted Grant reacts to what he sees, so do I react to what I see and my mind tells my body that I want to have this memory forever. I want a way to go back to this time, place, feeling.

I see the world in photographs. Whether it’s watching a movie and seeing what parts would be the best stilled or if looking at someone when they talk. I can’t help my self from seeing what I could photograph.



I’m happy that I have my 22nd birthday as a physical memory.

So thanks for going down memory lane with me. I hope you enjoyed it.



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January 2, 2016 -Part 1

“I react, I go, ‘Oh my God, look at that,’ and the camera goes click.”  

Ted Grant

It started with a midnight blast of Taylor swift “22”(yes I am that girl), with my sister Meagan.

Then after satisfying that dream, we continued on with watching (making fun of)  Twilight because we got to scared from watching the scary movie before that.

This is how I started my twenty second birthday.

Before I talk about how this was pretty much one of my best birthdays I should talk about how my birthdays have been sort of cursed.

For the past seven years, give or take a year or so, I’ve had the worst luck. It started with breaking my foot and getting food poisoning, in the same year. Then it went to my knee “dislocating” ,not sure what happened to it but it hurt. From there it goes from being sick, and even moving last year on my twenty first.

So with all that back ground, I can say that this birthday was amazing. With a nice peaceful day hanging out at White Rock, BC, taking some fantastic photos, ending with a great dinner and of course going to see Star Wars, it was pretty great.

I think why one of the reasons I loved this birthday was that I reaffirmed wanting to be a photographer one day. What I mean by that is that I always love taking photos of things, I see the world in ways I can photograph it, but I always feel like I may not be as good as the people I look up to.


When I saw the photos I had taken, I could see my self being able to sell them, that this dream could be come a reality. I felt like they were good enough for someone else to want. I not always confident in my photography, I know I still have to work on them but the ones that I took with my family and of that day made me so happy. Don’t get me wrong I love each photo I take, because they are my memorizes, and these memorizes are some of my favorites.

So here is part one of my birthday adventure.


Hopefully you enjoy them.

Part two to come soon.


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So I don’t know how many of you have taken a ferry ride but they are both beautiful and boring, also noisy. So to make the trip my family and I took over to Victoria more fun and entertaining, I made a little photo shoot.

You have to know that my one sister is pretty crazy. Ok well both of them are, but you only one could make it on this trip with us, and I made my sister do a photo shoot on the cold and windy boat ride.

Not only are me and my sisters complete nuts but the views those two days where stunning and out of this world.

I love both the sunny-ish views from the first trip and the cloudy moody ones on the way back. Pretty much any type of weather can make for a fun photo shoot.

The first day was cold and so windy we could hardly see through our hair because of it creating a medusa like hair do. It did give us some major cool photos though.

Never doubt the skills of wind and its power of creativity.

On the way back it was so cold I thought my hands would fall off but it was so much fun and so still. I couldn’t stop my self from staying out and taking pictures.

There is nothing like cold, windy, family fun.

Hope you enjoy the little bit of Canadian beauty.



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A Little Sun for the Rainy Days

A while back I went on a wonder filled adventure to whistler Canada.

It was sunny with warm sun that came out to play, the smell of BBQ all around (there was a  competition happening that day) and the laughter and music of the active all around me. Having that day spent with my family was super inspiring and really fun, it was just what I needed. 

There was laughter, naps, heart-felt talks and even some death-defying moments. Okay maybe not but some of us (aka me) thought so.

Nothing can replace the love I have for my family and the adventures we have together. I’m pretty lucky to have them. I love these little moments in my life. It’s the days I love looking back on, that make me smile ; the ones I need when I’m feeling down.

More soon,


Hot July Day Getaway

Hello my amazing people,

I have traded my wonderful Oregon seaside weekend getaway for a quaint lakeside escape in Washington.

This July has been an inferno of heat. So because of this my family and I took it upon our self’s to  escape the hottest day by heading to this lake for a picnic. It was fun and enjoyable, the perfect recipe for cooling off. Of course due to the fact that I can’t pass  up on a time to photograph, my trigger finger raced to keep up with the gorgeous views. I even got my sister to pose for me. Not only did I get the great family time I also got to just relax and dip my feet into the water and relax. I swear it’s the number one way to unwind, letting your feet hit open water. Take your pick of ocean, lakes, or river. It doesn’t matter.

So I think the moral of my little post is to go and dip your feet into some water and just listen. Take it in and breath.


New Ground.

“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving.

What you have caught on film is captured forever…it

remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.”

Aaron Siskind

It’s a moment. Small at the time, sometimes silent. Looking back its huge and filled with noise. Emotions of every type flooding over you like Whirlpool. You sit and look at it pulling the feelings apart like tangled string, trying to figure out what you want to have stand out. Then at the end your left with a little bit of the beauty of what you see with your heart and eyes for everyone else.

This is photography to me. It keeps me grounded with changes in life. It takes me out of my head to see what the bigger parts of life are, making sure I see the light when all I want is to wallow in the past.

I’ve gone through some changes in the last couple of months and I wanted to share some of the moments that have happened so far.

The Short Version.

Let me tell you a story. This isn’t a story that has an end, far from it. This story ends with a beginning.

When I think about the first house I lived in I think of the bay window, the small window that the little 3-year-old me could look at the yard from the bathroom when I had the chicken pox, trying not to scratch but hoping and wanting to go outside to be with the other kids. I think of the sun and looking at the clouds or sitting in awe on the steps with my sisters watching the frightful light in the sky, and getting goose bumps from the loud sounds coming from that same sky above, almost like a firework but even more inspiring. Then one day I remember that my parents packed up the house,then having the strangers go through, looking at my little bit of 4-year-old paradise.

When I left I remember the hay bales going by the window and thinking to my self that this is last time I will see them. I was moving across the world, or so I thought at that age..I mean Alberta Canada to Virgina USA is a mini universe worth of distance to a 4-year-old.  With the little car filled with 3 lively girls, 2 puppies, and 2 wonderful parents and everything you need to live for 2 weeks of moving we set out on the first large adventure of my life. We went to Niagara Falls, Mount Rushmore, and Disney World, then finally stopping in Virgina.

We lived in Virgina for 2 years. I remember going to the beach but being to afraid to enter the water from watching Jaws one too many times, I remember the crunchy leaves of fall and the friend I had in the boy next door, but this wasn’t where me and my family were supposed to be. So my dad and Mum told us that we where moving to Portland, Oregon. Which with this little girl that couldn’t say things right called pork land, and imagined a place with lots of pigs and farms. So my family packed up again in a slightly bigger car and slightly bigger kids and moved across country to a place of peaceful woods and crazy rain storms.

When we arrived to Oregon we moved into a little apartment for a few months, were me and my sisters had many fun adventures with fighting evil dogs and fast moving cars. When we found our house it was like finding my paradise again. I found a love for the rain, to dancing and have a joy in it, also a love for pine cones on a summer evening. I made life long friends and so many wonderful adventures with my family I couldn’t even begin to tell you all of them.

We all know though that each story has to have something that the people overcome, its in the rules after all. For me that’s been my immigration. This process has made me and my family make choices that haven’t been easy, I never got to know my extend family like I wanted to, even with my sisters I’ve had to live with them not always being there when I wish they could, I’ve had to deal with not being there for my family when I wish I could have been. I know that my life isn’t the worst in the world but it’s not easy to live for 15 years on a gray tight wire. There have been times where I thought I wouldn’t be able to come back home because some border guard said I couldn’t. I’ve watched with every year that my mom’s career as a nurse was slipping away because she couldn’t work. I’ve watched my parents feel guilty for making the choice to move us in the first place.  I was scared to make friends because I might have to leave them at anytime. When it came to leaving high school, I couldn’t go to college, couldn’t get a job, I was stuck in this crazy waiting game, scared to see the outcome…would the government win with the looming 21st birthday, the day I would have to go home to Canada, like the sisters before me? Or would I win and make it to get that green card?

I lost hope a long time ago that I could have the life my friends had. The life of school and jobs and really living, So when the day my dad told me that the process we were in was moving faster than we thought it was going to and if nothing went wrong and we got all of our papers in at the right time I had the slim chance of getting a green card before my 21st birthday, I got back a little hope that I had lost. we rushed to get what felt like hundreds of papers signed, the medical stuff over with and get it to the lawyers. A few months later I get a long over due gift in my mail box. My green card.

When I got it I just burst out in tears. The amount of relief was overwhelming, the joy that I could get a job and go to school, that I could live, was unimaginable. There has been so many people in my life I want to thank for being there for this odd ball of a person that I am. That where there when I needed them. I don’t really know where my life is going from here, but I can finally let go of the breath I’ve been holding and feel my lungs with the new hope and anticipation of that new step into the looking-glass.

So this goes out to all of those people in my life, Thank you. I really don’t know what I would have done without any of you. I can’t really put into words how much this means to me so I’ll try the only way I really know how, through my photography. So I hope you enjoy.