I’m not here to document everything.
I’m here to capture what it felt like.
The in-between moments, the quiet shifts, the things you didn’t even realize were happening. The way the day moved.
The way it lived.
I don’t chase perfection.
I pay attention to what’s real.
Because years from now, what matters isn’t how it looked.
It’s how it felt to be there.
Gabby, in her mother’s veil.
Passed down through generations, her mother, her grandmother, now her, held in something quiet and lasting. I photographed this on film because the piece carries history and needed to be met with the same weight, not cleaned or modernized. The grain holds that age, instead of erasing it.
I shot this on medium format to hold the depth of the space and the warmth of the lights as they started to take over at sunset. The clear tent, layered guests, and lanterns all working together to make the room feel full and alive without losing the feeling of the sky above.
Cooper Hewitt Museum, NY
It was December in New York, so the red curtains and espresso martini already held the mood. I used off camera flash to give it a sharper, more fashion forward feel and make it read as a moment, not just a detail.
Pearl Box Soho, NY
The night before the wedding, when everyone is seeing each other for the first time, always carries this energy. Old friends, new introductions, everything starting to come together. I love this part because it sets the tone for the entire weekend, where it stops being separate people and starts feeling like something shared.
Crane Club, NY
The rehearsal dinner in the south of France felt grounded in simplicity, one long table beneath the trees, nothing overdone. The design led the image, so I stepped back and let the space speak, the scale of the trees, the line of the table, the stillness of it all.
Domaine Rocabella, France
It’s simple, just dinner conversation, but it’s the most universal part of a wedding. I’m always curious about what’s being said, how they know each other, how they’re connected to the couple. I shot it low and close so it feels like you’re sitting there with them, because capturing that curiosity, that quiet connection, is the work.
Cooper Hewitt Museum, NY
Shot on film in lower light, which introduced this unexpected blur, but it ended up carrying the feeling of the moment. Less about sharpness, more about the energy of everyone coming together.
Hood River, CA
As we were shooting this at Filoli, the sprinklers started going off in the distance and I chose to keep them in instead of working around them. They created this soft haze behind him, something you don’t immediately understand, almost like rain but not quite. I kept him grounded and still against it, letting that contrast carry the image, something controlled set against something unpredictable.
Filoli Gardens, CA
An iconic moment when Jack Harlow gave an honorary maid of honor speech at Taylor Rooks welcome dinner in NYC.
Crane Club, NY
Sometimes magic just happens. They were walking out of their ceremony, everything at its peak, and the veil moved in front of me for a split second. I kept shooting without thinking. When I looked back later, it had turned into this, her emotion still clear, but softened and held inside the veil in a way I couldn’t have planned.
Santa Ynez, CA
We talked about not wanting family photos to feel staged, just a real sense of the people and the moment. I placed them on the stairs in their home, letting the setting carry that quiet, timeless feeling. I shot in between while everyone was still settling, before attention shifted toward the camera, and that’s where it came to life, something that feels like it could be found years later and still hold.
Upper East Side, NY
I shot the entire wedding on film, which let me stay present and trust what I was seeing. Her first dance with her dad, framed over the shoulder of the groom’s mom waiting to go next, held a different kind of weight for me. Some photographers see this moment through the bride, but I see it through the parent, the years that led here, the quiet knowing of what it means as it happens.
Hood River, OR

