
The Walk That Wasn’t Mine
I didn’t leave work. I left servitude.
I didn’t quit. I claimed.
Now I walk the world as myself—no longer braced for survival, but grounded in purpose.
My photography is more than a job. It’s how I pray with my eyes open.”

I Built a Mobile Studio—Here’s What That Actually Means
"This mobile studio isn’t just gear in a trunk. It’s the result of every yes I whispered to myself when the world wasn’t looking."

The Story in My Voice
"This journey has had its failures, uncertainty, and quiet victories. But every step brought me closer to my voice."