Summer is here and with a house-full of kids, plans to play in the sun all day, you’d better believe I’m dreaming of weekend mornings and long brunches complete with Bloody Marys. Our biggest plans during our summers back in the United States are to simply stay put and enjoy the fruits of the season, the green grass, the fireflies twinkling in our yard, popsicles on the porch and the many parks with in walking or biking distance to our house. We’ll take a short trip to the Pacific Northwest in... Read The Rest →
It doesn’t take much to throw my creative juices off, I think any creative would tell you that. Negativity is the death of creativity for me, as I know it. Sometimes it’s like a fickle fire that needs constant attention, little pieces of kindling to keep it going and sometimes a lot of kerosine when the fire has simply fizzled out. Other times it is like Niagara Falls and I wonder when the ideas will ever end or how I will contain them. I keep my creative fire fueled and... Read The Rest →
Famed as the “World’s Longest Beach,” Chennai’s Marina Beach, is alive long before the sun rises, a sandy village awakening. The sea brings all people in all forms for ritual feedings of a million pigeons, a fury of tangled nets and surprise catches, variable goodie bags of sea-life. However, when the sun is high the beaches of Tamil Nadu become largely abandoned. Unlike most of the world’s beaches, it’s clock set a little to the left of center and for good reason. In the heat of the day fisherman and locals scamper... Read The Rest →
I speak best in photographs, it’s true, but in the last few years I’ve found I have more to say, more experiences to share and that the weight of my words carries moments in time and feelings that sometimes even my photographs can not. I read once that Annie Leibovitz said “If they could only convey smells, photographs would be perfect.” Above all I am a story-teller. If given every possible tool on Earth to communicate, none would accurately describe the heart of Chennai except for a visit ones self.... Read The Rest →
Wherever I go, I aim to maintain my personal style. I look at each of our travels as a fashion challenge, a way to stretch my wardrobe, create new outfits, but most importantly see, experience and photograph as much as I can, and as a photographer, that often means blending in as much as possible. It’s true I’ll never completely fit in in most places, but not standing out can work greatly in my favor. In fact, I never want to stand out when exploring, I don’t know if I ever really... Read The Rest →
I’m partnering with Google to photograph the all new Jeff Koons Live Case for Nexus Phone in celebration of its release today. The limited edition case comes in three styles inspired by the artists “Gazing Ball” series. The case snaps right to your Nexus phone and broadcasts live wallpaper featuring performance art from Koons’ latest installation, with just a (double) tap of the screen. To watch the case in action or to get one for yourself go here.
In a city of over 9 million people, green-space is hard to find, make that city in India and green-space comes at even more of a premium. By now you know of my unbridled love for Chennai. Aside from it’s visual splendor that dazzled my camera each day of my two years there, living a life and raising a family in this city came with many more challenges. There are a few priorities on our to-do list when we move to a new place and one of them is seeking out green-space... Read The Rest →
To book your own family portrait session email me me at email@example.com. I’ll be in the Washington, DC area for the remainder of 2016 and midway into 2017 before we take flight on our next overseas adventure (location TBD!). I’ll be in Spokane, Washington and booking limited portrait sessions from July 12-26, 2016. I look forward to hearing from you!
There is very little that I love more than a great statement chair. The greatest of all, the majestic peacock chair. It is, in itself, a beautiful creature (the bird and the seat of course!) strong and majestic, yet made of the simplest and lightest materials. Light is key in our life of wander. The greatest thing about this chair is its chameleon-like versatility. In all it’s splendor, it can grace your patio as beautifully as your bohemian bedroom, but also mixes perfectly with more modern pieces. I’d love a whole... Read The Rest →
This recipe was inspired by a recipe I spied on the Kitchn, one of my favorite sites for recipes and kitchen tips. Since our return from India, I just can’t bring myself to use the standard grocery”curry powder” anymore. There is simply nothing curry-like about it. For this recipe, I used a very special blend that I hand carried home from Mrs. Rita. I’m working on getting her recipe to share with you, until then, cruise to your local Indian grocery (believe me, you have one!) or Amazon and pick up a box of Kitchen... Read The Rest →
During our move back home this November, we spent a month in South Florida. It is where Paul grew up and where we met when I’d moved across the country for a change of scenery in my early twenties (A foreshadowing of many changes of scenery and longings for exploration, I now see). We met working in a restaurant in Jupiter in my final year of design school. We married in a little chapel on Jupiter Island and left to see the world after I’d lived in Jupiter for about ten years and... Read The Rest →
These photographs are from a tea stall in one of my favorite neighborhoods of Chennai, George Town. This shop was just opening, milk was heating and shelves were lined with pastel pink and blue insulated pots. A color palette too good to be true- one I’d like to make live on- in my everyday even though I’m no longer in Chennai. As I sort through my thousands of photographs from India now that I’m home and simultaneously settle my family into our new home in Northern Virginia, I’ve been thinking... Read The Rest →
The holidays are over, but we all know that fruitcake lasts forever.
You see, there’s this little place, in an old, old town on the edge of a very sacred river. Most guests arrive by a boat, rowed by a young and strong man. Unless of course, you arrive in a monsoon. In the event of a monsoon, you’d edge as close as you could get to the veins that feed the blood (both warm and cold) to the heart of the city. You’d be told to jump out of the car when the water lapped the bottoms of your cab doors... Read The Rest →