It’s funny to me how our dreams/passions shift over the years. When this thing started out, I had no idea what shape it would take. I honestly didn’t really know the kind of photographer I wanted to be, and I would have never guessed my business would be in the place it’s in now. Only two things were certain to me: 1, I wanted to do this differently. I didn’t want to just show up, provide a professional product and leave. The relational opportunity that’s present in this business to come alongside real people and document their love in a real way was too powerful for me to do this superficially. 2, I wanted to leave my clients with an experience that moved them deeply. One that could make them more aware of love and how freakin cool it is, especially in the context of their story. Who knew that those 2 things would evolve into what this is today. Who knew that it would take me to the other side of the country to Washington. Who knew that I’d be put in front of some of the most raw forms of beauty. Who knew that it would push me and challenge me to step into the wilderness.
I’ve been dreaming about going to Mt Rainier for years, and this day with Marky & David finally brought that dream to life. You know how you hear about a place, imagine it up in your mind, and then watch that image crumble and rebuild itself into something greater than you knew possible when you actually get to see it. That’s Mt. Rainier. I just couldn’t stop staring. And I can’t believe I got to make work amidst its glory.
This Pacific Northwest adventure will remain with me for all of my days. We planned this thing to a T, finding the perfect, less trafficked trail that could give them space to celebrate their love without a million people watching. The day started in their apartment with their cat babies, niko & bean, gathering up all the goodies– florals by Ondine Co, the most rad BHLDN gown, car snacks (LaCroix included), and sammies from Seattle’s finest (Un Bien). We piled into the car and made our way out to our destination, having some suprisingly real & deep conversations along the way that made me like these two new friends even more than I already thought possible. Upon arrival, we started the trek to our sweet spot, stopping to admire a bear along the way (from a safe distance). As soon as we made it to the summit, the golden light started pouring in, making their words of love for each other all the more radiant. We watched the warm light fade to blue and made our way down the mountain, ending the day under the night sky scarfing down our sammies– Un Bien knows how to freaking do it y’all.
This job is scary, in a good way. It requires boldness to explore new territory, and it’s a little unnerving to go to places I’ve never been, no matter how much I prepare for them. Brene Brown says it best when she writes:
“Belonging so fully to yourself that you’re willing to stand alone is a wilderness, an untamed unpredictable place of solitude and searching. It is a place as dangerous as it is breathtaking, a place as sought after as it is feared. The wilderness can often feel unholy because we can’t control it, or what people think about our choice of whether to venture into that vastness or not. But it turns out to be the place of true belonging, and it’s the bravest and most sacred place you will ever stand.”
It’s scary, but it pushes me towards bravery, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.