“My job is to be invisible — present enough to catch the moment, quiet enough that you forget I’m there.”
I’ve spent fifteen years photographing weddings, families, and love stories along the California coast. What I’ve learned is that the best photographs aren’t made — they’re witnessed. My work is built on presence, patience, and an absolute commitment to capturing what’s real.
I don’t direct moments — I follow them. My approach is rooted in documentary photography: quiet, observational, and entirely focused on what’s actually happening in front of me. Your wedding day unfolds; I’m there to catch it.
Fifteen years of shooting on the California coast have made me fluent in light — golden hour along the Pacific, the dramatic shadows of Laguna’s cliffs, the soft warmth of a Newport ballroom at dusk. I build every image around it.
I edit for timelessness, not trends. The photographs I deliver are the ones you’ll still love in twenty years — the ones that feel as honest and alive the hundredth time you look at them as they did the first.
I grew up in Orange County, and for me the California coast has always felt like home. The light here — particularly that last hour before sunset along Newport Beach — is something I genuinely never get tired of. It’s part of why I stayed, and part of why my work looks the way it does.
I shot my first wedding over fifteen years ago, terrified and wildly underprepared. What I discovered was that I loved it. Not the posed moments — the real ones. A father seeing his daughter in her dress for the first time. Two people sharing a private joke during the ceremony. The unguarded ten seconds after a first dance ends.
Since then I’ve photographed weddings from Newport and Laguna to Pismo Beach, wine country, and beyond. Each one has taught me something. What hasn’t changed is the reason I do it: because these days matter, and the photographs from them deserve to reflect that.
When I’m not shooting weddings, I’m either out on the water or chasing the kind of light that makes landscape photographers lose their minds. That part never stops.