I’m a photographer trained as an illustrator. So how does that work?
I take pictures that tell stories, with the characters, plotlines, and dynamic relationships that all good stories have. Stories of families, stories of siblings, stories of parents and children, stories of babies, and stories of birth.
It’s a special family who invites a photographer into that sacred space where the birth experience unfolds, where mothers and fathers are born with their children, where a brand new person meets his or her parents face-to-face for the very first time. It is holy ground.
And yet, it’s the sacredness that draws me. I’ve been on both sides of the lens here, having photographed both home births and hospital births as well as experiencing the births of my own five children. Each birth is a story that can not be staged and will never be duplicated. It marks the earthly beginning of a relationship that is lifelong. It is the oldest story ever told, and completely new and unpredictable: the way you meet the newest member of the family.
Believe it or not, though the story will be retold many times, all too often the newborn haze takes its toll and many of those details can be lost. Within minutes, baby is wiped clean and clamped free; within hours, her wet wrinkly toes have pinked and plumped. Everyone was right: it goes so fast!
I photograph birth stories because its a different story every time, completely unstaged and unscripted, and every time beautiful. The honor of creating artistic photographs to illustrate your perfectly unique birth experience is a vocation I undertake with humility, discretion, and the greatest of care. I do it because it is worth doing.