THE BRENNAN FAMILY | greenwich, ct


I love when I get the opportunity to photography my friends, it happens less often than I’d like. It’s one of those things that you keep thinking oh yea, when we get a chance lets do this etc. But the Brennan’s are our best friends and we nailed down a date to do 6 month pictures of Rory.

Our husband’s went to high school together and once Amanda finally moved here, we became fast friends, with every life step we got closer and closer, when my husband and I found out I was pregnant we were about to take a 5 hour drive to DC together and Chris said there was no way he could keep his mouth shut… it was the first thing out of his mouth when we got to the car, I saw the look Amanda gave Ryan and I knew she was pregnant too, we were due 10 days apart. When all was said and done, we were both blessed with boys who came 3 weeks apart from each other.

THE MARKOWICZ FAMILY | central park, new york


Family portraits like this are why I do what I do, I wanted to capture their natural family dynamic. The craziness of having 2 little ones and all the joy that comes along with that.


Today, I’m going to share some of my story. This is something I’ve been wanting to write for a while now but putting it out there is something you can’t really undo.

Back in January I celebrated my 30th birthday, if I’m being completely honest, I had a bit of a hard time with it, I felt like I all the sudden had to be a grown up, had to be responsible, could never have a night where I was out until 4am ever again (I think in my whole life I’ve only had one of those anyways). I felt the need to grown up (even though being an only child of a single mother I’ve always been pretty gown up and pretty independent). Everyone said what I am worrying about, I’m married with a wonderful husband, have a career I love and to everyone I had it all. I don’t mean for this to sound like my life is bad in anyway shape or form and this is headed in a path I didn’t think it was. I am one of the lucky ones and loved where I was when I turned 30 but felt like I wasn’t irresponsible enough as a 20 something.

So back on topic, birthday- I received a package from my dad for my birthday, in it was tons of pictures of me growing up, a memory box of my childhood, snippets of different memories and ages. I’m sure so much thought went into which images to send and I’m sure to my dad there are reasons why he chose the ones that he did. I had one problem with the box of images (no offense dad if you’re reading) they were all of me, just me. I’m sure that they have all sorts of meaning and memories to my dad, but to me they were just pictures of me at a certain age or place.  I’m not sure if this makes any sense to anyone else or if it’s just me rambling a bit (I have a tendency to do so which is why I’m not a writer but a photographer) but the point I’m trying to make is one that means so much to me, it’s why I do this.

My mission as a photographer is to make images that tell your story to future generations, i want to make you feel something, images that anyone can look at and get a sense of what that family is like. I hope this all makes sense because it’s something I feel so strongly about, my point is that images of just your kids without you in them will not be meaningful to them years later, they’re meaningful to you not them and there’s nothing wrong with that but my purpose is to give them images to show them their history.