Amateur photographer, soon-to-be social worker.

My love for photography flourished when I started high school. I got a digital camera for my 14th birthday and began taking pictures everywhere. There were tons of photos of my friends but my brother, who wasn’t even one year old yet, was my main model. I loved practicing my skills with him.

The summer before my senior year of high school, I negotiated a deal with my parents. I got them to pay for half of a DSLR - a Nikon D60. I continued photographing everything in my path but my brother was still my number one subject.

When I went to college, I was sure I wanted to be a photographer! I got a degree in Photojournalism from Boston University and moved to New York to pursue a career in fashion photography. That dream died fairly quickly after working for a few lifestyle magazines. I think part of the reason I made my way to social work school has to do with my love for the human subject, which I learned through photography.