I travel by invitation, following stories wherever they unfold. Italy. Hawaii. The Maldives. Atlanta, or wherever your story begins.

I take on a limited number of weddings each year, giving each one the time, attention, and presence it deserves.

I’ve always been drawn to the things we keep. A box of photographs. My grandfather’s old film reels. The imperfect, tactile things that somehow hold time inside them.

I film weddings on genuine Kodak 16mm motion picture film, using vintage cinema cameras and an intentional approach that leaves room for the day to happen as it happens. Film asks you to slow down, pay attention, and decide what is worth remembering.

Years from now, the smallest moments may matter most. The way your parents looked at you. Your grandmother laughing. Your closest friends together in the same room. People exactly as they were, at that particular moment in their lives.

The result is less a record of a wedding than a piece of family history. Something physical, imperfect, and alive that becomes more valuable with time.