TRUE BEAUTY TO ME IS THE REAL. IT’S IN HER MESSY BUN, STAINED CLOTHES AND WEARING NO MAKEUP.

Let’s capture the chaos, the constant interruptions, the family picture taker who is never in the shot/ or moment. Let’s see the tantrums, muddy pets and the mounds of unfinished projects. The toddlers who are barefoot and dirty running around a lake with a saggy diaper and boogers out of their nose. The boredom, the tears, the perfectly imperfect beauty that is parenting. That’s how I shoot family photography. It’s the real shit in all its entirety.