I began my life living in a small town called Caledonia in southern Ontario, Canada. I was raised, for the most part, in the city of Hamilton, Ontario by a pair of loving parents and shared my childhood with a funny, caring older sister.
I met my husband (of Spokane, Washington) in 2001 and we were wed (twice, once on each side of the continent so our families could attend!) in May and July 2003. We started out our marriage living in Portland, Oregon, at which time we moved to the Cayman Islands which was an awesome experience! Toward the end of our time there we discovered we were to be blessed with a baby. We moved to Lancaster, California and took a job as dorm parents - which was an adventure! We were "Mom" and "Dad" to between 35-45 international students aged 12-19, from South Korea, Taiwan, Hong Kong, China and Japan.
Our daughter Clara Elana was born on January 27th, 2006 into a very, very large family and she quickly became a sort of dorm mascot ;) Clara thrived among her plethora of "sisters and brothers", she had more love than a child could wish for.
My time there was some of the best years in my life, I developed so many close lasting relationships and I miss all my children terribly.
We spent a total of 3 years in the Antelope Valley with our huge family, at which time other opportunities were calling to us and we moved to Santa Clarita, California. And here, we hope to stay - "Home" has come in the form of many different places throughout my life, "Home" is generally wherever my husband and daughter are. But I like Newhall, Valencia, Canyon Country. I think we're a great community here in Santa Clarita, and it just feels like home.
With where I come from out of the way, I can tell you a bit of history about how I became who I am. My passion for photography started very young. I still remember my very first camera when I was a kid - a very tiny point and shoot, held 110 film and it was pink! I remember taking photos of all my favourite things - my stuffed dog (named "Pumby") on the porch, my pet potato bug, my best friend Danielle, my family. Somewhere in the depths of the "picture boxes" of my childhood you can likely find them. I would know them in a second - I still remember many of the frames I took,
although I couldn't have been more than 4.
By the time I was a pre-teen I had moved up to SLR status - a little pentax. It was not pink, but nonetheless perfect for a child to learn on. I remember staying up well past midnight laying on the lawn taking photos of a lunar eclipse progression. As I recall, they all turned out either blurry or completely black (I had no concept of tripods or long shutter speeds and things like that just yet ;) ) but it was the start of my journey and how I first came to learn about the art (and technicalities!) of manual exposure photography.
As I grew to an adult, it has always been there. Capturing memories is simply something I cannot live my life without doing, it's impossible. I have grown and learned a lot since those first days taking "artistic" photography of Pumby and whatever unwitting insect I had captured and kept for a pet in a margarine container, but the concept is the same to this day - there is nothing I love more than taking photos of love itself.
I would be honoured (and there are my Canadian roots showing) to be invited into your family to do just that.
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