A film photographic exploration of the female body—its form, its flesh, its bone.

A raw conversation on postpartum mothers in the midst of their feeding journeys.

Winter: feeling crunchy grass below my feet and the listening to the flap of geese above my head. A place of rest and the oldest hotel in Washington State.

Untamed shapes of the natural world, bathing in light till the sun sunk below sea.

A place for love and rest in the heart of the Willamette Valley.

The way I want to remember.

Tucked away in the Tillamook Forest rests the River Cabaan, a modern oasis.

A fifth generation Oregonian dedicated to her world of craft, becoming enthralled by the act of making something out of nothing.

Socks in a field, as fall began to kiss the sky.

Portraits in late spring after everything had bloomed, and pen was hitting paper.