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Brown & Co Holiday Campaign 2025

Shaping light, movement, and detail.
@twodovesinspirational and @kyleleal killing it with the setups.

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Jr. Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Creative project manager: @krista.weingarten
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @d.j.ashley
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @kyleleal
Wardrobe Stylist: @emarmisteadkramer
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
PA: @ellakesler
Talent Agencies: @newyorkmodels & @saltmodel
Talent: @kamini_chin, @life.with.renne
Location: @moonlightatlanta
Retouch: @cs_retouch

#luxuryphotography #jewelrycampaign #creativedirection #onset #atlantacreatives

Brown & Co Holiday Campaign 2025

Shaping light, movement, and detail.
@twodovesinspirational and @kyleleal killing it with the setups.

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Jr. Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Creative project manager: @krista.weingarten
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @d.j.ashley
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @kyleleal
Wardrobe Stylist: @emarmisteadkramer
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
PA: @ellakesler
Talent Agencies: @newyorkmodels & @saltmodel
Talent: @kamini_chin, @life.with.renne
Location: @moonlightatlanta
Retouch: @cs_retouch

#luxuryphotography #jewelrycampaign #creativedirection #onset #atlantacreatives

Brown & Co Holiday Campaign 2025

Shaping light, movement, and detail.
@twodovesinspirational and @kyleleal killing it with the setups.

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Jr. Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Creative project manager: @krista.weingarten
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @d.j.ashley
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @kyleleal
Wardrobe Stylist: @emarmisteadkramer
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
PA: @ellakesler
Talent Agencies: @newyorkmodels & @saltmodel
Talent: @kamini_chin, @life.with.renne
Location: @moonlightatlanta
Retouch: @cs_retouch

#luxuryphotography #jewelrycampaign #creativedirection #onset #atlantacreatives

Brown & Co Holiday Campaign 2025
Shot at Moonlight Bar at FORTH Hotel, Atlanta.

An elevated holiday story built around light, texture, and timeless detail. Grateful to collaborate with a team that brought this vision to life so seamlessly.

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Jr. Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Creative project manager: @krista.weingarten
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @d.j.ashley
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @kyleleal
Wardrobe Stylist: @emarmisteadkramer
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
PA: @ellakesler
Talent Agencies: @newyorkmodels & @saltmodel
Talent: @kamini_chin, @life.with.renne
Location: @moonlightatlanta
Retouch: @cs_retouch

#HolidayCampaign #LuxuryJewelry #AtlantaCreative #OnSet #CommercialPhotography

Brown & Co Holiday Campaign 2025
Shot at Moonlight Bar at FORTH Hotel, Atlanta.

An elevated holiday story built around light, texture, and timeless detail. Grateful to collaborate with a team that brought this vision to life so seamlessly.

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Jr. Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Creative project manager: @krista.weingarten
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @d.j.ashley
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @kyleleal
Wardrobe Stylist: @emarmisteadkramer
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
PA: @ellakesler
Talent Agencies: @newyorkmodels & @saltmodel
Talent: @kamini_chin, @life.with.renne
Location: @moonlightatlanta
Retouch: @cs_retouch

#HolidayCampaign #LuxuryJewelry #AtlantaCreative #OnSet #CommercialPhotography

Where do you see yourself in ten years? Twenty? Thirty?
How do you see yourself. How are you?

I’m well. I’m grateful. Grateful for the experiences, the people I’ve met, worked with, laughed with, and some I’ll never see again. Life is funny that way. We work so hard to build things: a home, a community, a sense of purpose. And yet, it’s all impermanent. Finite. Something that can disappear, break, or slip away in seconds, right in front of you.

That thought used to paralyze me. It made me want to not try at all. What’s the point? my brain would ask.
But time keeps moving. Everything keeps moving.

When I look up, this is what I see. Even when I feel stuck, I’m still moving forward. I have to remember to stay awake, stay present. To trust that I’m in control. I’m in control.

Thank you to the souls who have guided me over the past few years, professionally and personally. Positive, negative, neutral, and everything in between. Every interaction pushed me forward in some way. And depression hates a busy bitch.

Navigating mental health has been a journey.
Here’s to everything that’s coming. I can’t wait. I’m ready.

#2025 #creative #fotografo #mentalhealth #happynewyear

It’s been a minute since I’ve shared some work. Lately, things have felt a little up and down—but this shoot truly brought me back to life. Such a fun, vibrant campaign for @trubar.brands with an incredible team that made every moment on set inspiring. Grateful to have been part of bringing this vision to life.

Client: @trubar.brands
Agency: @acadiaio
Account Managers: Coreen Face, Annie Martin
Creative Director: Brandon Friedman
Traffic Manager: @krista.weingarten
Director: @joey_guy12
Junior Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros 😎
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @madttwatter
Wardrobe Stylist: @chelsea_kimrey_mueller
HMUA: @beautyandthejules
Production Designer: @_kateworth
Set Dressers: @selenalillo, @brandon_funk
PA: @zoelawsond
Talent Agencies: @ursulawiedmannmodels & @forwardtheagency
Talent: @aliedavis, @thealexterguson, @milton_s_mills, Alexandra Finch
Studio: @terminus_atl
Production Rentals: @atlasatl, @cinderatlanta, @terminus_atl

#onsetmagic #creativeteam #trubar #photographylife #commercialphotography #

It’s been a minute since I’ve shared some work. Lately, things have felt a little up and down—but this shoot truly brought me back to life. Such a fun, vibrant campaign for @trubar.brands with an incredible team that made every moment on set inspiring. Grateful to have been part of bringing this vision to life.

Client: @trubar.brands
Agency: @acadiaio
Account Managers: Coreen Face, Annie Martin
Creative Director: Brandon Friedman
Traffic Manager: @krista.weingarten
Director: @joey_guy12
Junior Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros 😎
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @madttwatter
Wardrobe Stylist: @chelsea_kimrey_mueller
HMUA: @beautyandthejules
Production Designer: @_kateworth
Set Dressers: @selenalillo, @brandon_funk
PA: @zoelawsond
Talent Agencies: @ursulawiedmannmodels & @forwardtheagency
Talent: @aliedavis, @thealexterguson, @milton_s_mills, Alexandra Finch
Studio: @terminus_atl
Production Rentals: @atlasatl, @cinderatlanta, @terminus_atl

#onsetmagic #creativeteam #trubar #photographylife #commercialphotography #

It’s been a minute since I’ve shared some work. Lately, things have felt a little up and down—but this shoot truly brought me back to life. Such a fun, vibrant campaign for @trubar.brands with an incredible team that made every moment on set inspiring. Grateful to have been part of bringing this vision to life.

Client: @trubar.brands
Agency: @acadiaio
Account Managers: Coreen Face, Annie Martin
Creative Director: Brandon Friedman
Traffic Manager: @krista.weingarten
Director: @joey_guy12
Junior Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros 😎
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @madttwatter
Wardrobe Stylist: @chelsea_kimrey_mueller
HMUA: @beautyandthejules
Production Designer: @_kateworth
Set Dressers: @selenalillo, @brandon_funk
PA: @zoelawsond
Talent Agencies: @ursulawiedmannmodels & @forwardtheagency
Talent: @aliedavis, @thealexterguson, @milton_s_mills, Alexandra Finch
Studio: @terminus_atl
Production Rentals: @atlasatl, @cinderatlanta, @terminus_atl

#onsetmagic #creativeteam #trubar #photographylife #commercialphotography #

It’s been a minute since I’ve shared some work. Lately, things have felt a little up and down—but this shoot truly brought me back to life. Such a fun, vibrant campaign for @trubar.brands with an incredible team that made every moment on set inspiring. Grateful to have been part of bringing this vision to life.

Client: @trubar.brands
Agency: @acadiaio
Account Managers: Coreen Face, Annie Martin
Creative Director: Brandon Friedman
Traffic Manager: @krista.weingarten
Director: @joey_guy12
Junior Art Director: @juliette.fields
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros 😎
Director of Photography: @evan.cooper_
1st AC: @wesley_collins_
Gaffer: @twodovesinspirational
Grip: @madttwatter
Wardrobe Stylist: @chelsea_kimrey_mueller
HMUA: @beautyandthejules
Production Designer: @_kateworth
Set Dressers: @selenalillo, @brandon_funk
PA: @zoelawsond
Talent Agencies: @ursulawiedmannmodels & @forwardtheagency
Talent: @aliedavis, @thealexterguson, @milton_s_mills, Alexandra Finch
Studio: @terminus_atl
Production Rentals: @atlasatl, @cinderatlanta, @terminus_atl

#onsetmagic #creativeteam #trubar #photographylife #commercialphotography #

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

Halston
Hi baby boy.
I miss you. Today is your birthday, and I’ve been thinking about you all day — about how strange it still feels not to have you here. It’s been two years since we said goodbye, and I won’t lie to you… it hasn’t gotten easier. I thought it might, but grief doesn’t work like that. Some days it comes crashing in like a wave. Other days it’s a quiet ache, like someone rearranged the furniture in my soul and I’m still reaching for something that isn’t there.

When you passed, I didn’t know how to talk about it. I didn’t know how to grieve you. There were moments I felt embarrassed by how broken I was — as if there was a time limit on love, or on how long you’re allowed to mourn a dog. But you weren’t just a dog. You were my little shadow. My late-night companion. My calm in the storm.

I remember those long nights, working late into the early morning. I’d be locked in a screen, tired and tense, and I’d glance to the side — and there you’d be. Curled up in that same spot. Watching me. Breathing softly. It was your way of saying, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” And somehow, just seeing you like that made the night feel lighter.

You had this quiet wisdom about you. A presence that made things feel okay, even when they weren’t. That’s what I miss the most — the stillness you brought into my life. The softness.

The day you left was sunny. That detail still hurts. The sun was out, the world was moving forward like nothing had changed — and yet you were wagging your tail at me for the last time. Just like that, life split into before and after.

In Mexican mythology, they say dogs guide us in the afterlife. That if you’re lucky enough to have a true companion in this life, they’ll be there waiting for you when it’s your turn to cross over. I think about that a lot. I picture you there, tail wagging, eyes bright, still my little protector — waiting.

I hope it’s true. I hope I see you again, baby boy. Until then, I carry you with me.

"Cheers to Friday! 🎉

This weekend, I’m not coordinating any celebrations—I’m actually enjoying a weekend off! 😍

Is Flashback Friday a real thing {asking for a friend}

Remembering this epic reception where the DJ kept the dance floor packed all night. 💃🏽🕺🏽 Wedding planners, we deserve a break too!

🍾 #WeekendOff #WeddingPlannerLife #WorkHardPlayHard"

"Cheers to Friday! 🎉

This weekend, I’m not coordinating any celebrations—I’m actually enjoying a weekend off! 😍

Is Flashback Friday a real thing {asking for a friend}

Remembering this epic reception where the DJ kept the dance floor packed all night. 💃🏽🕺🏽 Wedding planners, we deserve a break too!

🍾 #WeekendOff #WeddingPlannerLife #WorkHardPlayHard"

"Cheers to Friday! 🎉

This weekend, I’m not coordinating any celebrations—I’m actually enjoying a weekend off! 😍

Is Flashback Friday a real thing {asking for a friend}

Remembering this epic reception where the DJ kept the dance floor packed all night. 💃🏽🕺🏽 Wedding planners, we deserve a break too!

🍾 #WeekendOff #WeddingPlannerLife #WorkHardPlayHard"

"Cheers to Friday! 🎉

This weekend, I’m not coordinating any celebrations—I’m actually enjoying a weekend off! 😍

Is Flashback Friday a real thing {asking for a friend}

Remembering this epic reception where the DJ kept the dance floor packed all night. 💃🏽🕺🏽 Wedding planners, we deserve a break too!

🍾 #WeekendOff #WeddingPlannerLife #WorkHardPlayHard"

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

The last day of January is finally here! Somehow, it feels like Christmas was six months ago. This month has been long, but it’s given me time to reflect on some of my favorite projects, travels, life moments, and the incredible friends who make it all worthwhile.

With everything happening in the world right now, it’s been hard to find joy and motivation—but for now, I’m focusing on what I can control: taking care of my mental and physical health. One step at a time.
#2024 #onset #bts #behindthescenes #creative #creativeproduction #production #commercial #photographer #fotografo

My heart is so full with gratitude for all the family and friends who came together to celebrate Día de los Muertos with me. It was incredibly special to honor this tradition and bring a piece of my beautiful country to Atlanta. Thank you to everyone who helped out and showed up to support—your love and presence made it unforgettable. And a special thanks to @consulmex_atlanta for organizing such a beautiful event. I’m beyond blessed to have each of you in my life! #oaklandcemeteryatl #oaklandcemetery #diadelosmuertos #altar #atlanta #oaxaca #catrina #trajinera #vivalavida #mexico #atl

More of my favs from this shoot.

Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman

#jewelry #commercialphotography #camping #finejewelry #atlanta #buckhead #mexicanphotographer #fotografo

More of my favs from this shoot.

Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman

#jewelry #commercialphotography #camping #finejewelry #atlanta #buckhead #mexicanphotographer #fotografo

More of my favs from this shoot.

Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman

#jewelry #commercialphotography #camping #finejewelry #atlanta #buckhead #mexicanphotographer #fotografo

Although this isn’t my first billboard, it came at a time when I was trying to steady myself, both mentally and emotionally. I had to push myself to go see it, even though I knew where it was—friends and colleagues were already sending me texts. But in my mind, I felt like a fraud, like I was in over my head, undeserving of it all.

I was so focused on ‘making it’ that I missed the amazing projects, the opportunities I’ve already embraced, the jobs I’ve held, and the community I’ve built along the way.

I remember listening to this song back in 2008, dreaming of seeing my photos on billboards and in magazines. Now that dream is real, and this is just the beginning—the start of a journey where those negative thoughts no longer have control over me. They may still linger, but I can tell you this: I am stronger now. I feel it. I’m beginning to know myself, to feel like myself, and to truly understand who I am.

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
Wardrobe Stylist: @balleyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@fatimacuellar7

#mexicanphotographer #atlantaphotographer #creative #commercialphotography #billboard #GrowthJourney #BillboardDreams #buckheadvillage #buckhead

Although this isn’t my first billboard, it came at a time when I was trying to steady myself, both mentally and emotionally. I had to push myself to go see it, even though I knew where it was—friends and colleagues were already sending me texts. But in my mind, I felt like a fraud, like I was in over my head, undeserving of it all.

I was so focused on ‘making it’ that I missed the amazing projects, the opportunities I’ve already embraced, the jobs I’ve held, and the community I’ve built along the way.

I remember listening to this song back in 2008, dreaming of seeing my photos on billboards and in magazines. Now that dream is real, and this is just the beginning—the start of a journey where those negative thoughts no longer have control over me. They may still linger, but I can tell you this: I am stronger now. I feel it. I’m beginning to know myself, to feel like myself, and to truly understand who I am.

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
Wardrobe Stylist: @balleyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@fatimacuellar7

#mexicanphotographer #atlantaphotographer #creative #commercialphotography #billboard #GrowthJourney #BillboardDreams #buckheadvillage #buckhead

It took me a while to post this, but this is one of my favorite shoots from earlier this year. Life has been moving at light speed, and in the rush, I haven’t had a moment to pause and reflect on all the incredible work I’ve done so far. Grateful for the incredibly talented creatives I’ve had the pleasure of collaborating with this year. Here’s to slowing down and celebrating the journey. ✨📸

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
1st AC: @almendrabelenfuentes
Gaffer: @dennisalbert_
Key Grip: @jeanlucregard
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman @fatimacuellar7

#commercial #photography #atlantaphotographer #jewelry #jewelryphotography #commercialphotographer #ReflectAndCreate #GratefulHeart #CreativeJourney #editorialartist #summer

It took me a while to post this, but this is one of my favorite shoots from earlier this year. Life has been moving at light speed, and in the rush, I haven’t had a moment to pause and reflect on all the incredible work I’ve done so far. Grateful for the incredibly talented creatives I’ve had the pleasure of collaborating with this year. Here’s to slowing down and celebrating the journey. ✨📸

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
1st AC: @almendrabelenfuentes
Gaffer: @dennisalbert_
Key Grip: @jeanlucregard
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman @fatimacuellar7

#commercial #photography #atlantaphotographer #jewelry #jewelryphotography #commercialphotographer #ReflectAndCreate #GratefulHeart #CreativeJourney #editorialartist #summer

It took me a while to post this, but this is one of my favorite shoots from earlier this year. Life has been moving at light speed, and in the rush, I haven’t had a moment to pause and reflect on all the incredible work I’ve done so far. Grateful for the incredibly talented creatives I’ve had the pleasure of collaborating with this year. Here’s to slowing down and celebrating the journey. ✨📸

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
1st AC: @almendrabelenfuentes
Gaffer: @dennisalbert_
Key Grip: @jeanlucregard
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman @fatimacuellar7

#commercial #photography #atlantaphotographer #jewelry #jewelryphotography #commercialphotographer #ReflectAndCreate #GratefulHeart #CreativeJourney #editorialartist #summer

It took me a while to post this, but this is one of my favorite shoots from earlier this year. Life has been moving at light speed, and in the rush, I haven’t had a moment to pause and reflect on all the incredible work I’ve done so far. Grateful for the incredibly talented creatives I’ve had the pleasure of collaborating with this year. Here’s to slowing down and celebrating the journey. ✨📸

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
1st AC: @almendrabelenfuentes
Gaffer: @dennisalbert_
Key Grip: @jeanlucregard
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman @fatimacuellar7

#commercial #photography #atlantaphotographer #jewelry #jewelryphotography #commercialphotographer #ReflectAndCreate #GratefulHeart #CreativeJourney #editorialartist #summer

It took me a while to post this, but this is one of my favorite shoots from earlier this year. Life has been moving at light speed, and in the rush, I haven’t had a moment to pause and reflect on all the incredible work I’ve done so far. Grateful for the incredibly talented creatives I’ve had the pleasure of collaborating with this year. Here’s to slowing down and celebrating the journey. ✨📸

Client: @brownjewelers
Agency: @acadiaio
Director: @joey_guy12
Producer: @cmv.create
Production Coordinator: @dariaewillis
Photographer: @fredericcisneros
Digitech: @deanturpin
DP: @seanvaldivieso
1st AC: @almendrabelenfuentes
Gaffer: @dennisalbert_
Key Grip: @jeanlucregard
Wardrobe Stylist: @baileyharrs
HMUA: @kevinthomasfreiberg
Talent Agency: @newyorkmodels
Talent:@shelbscoleman @fatimacuellar7

#commercial #photography #atlantaphotographer #jewelry #jewelryphotography #commercialphotographer #ReflectAndCreate #GratefulHeart #CreativeJourney #editorialartist #summer

First time in Chicago! Traveled with my incredible creative team to the Windy City to capture stunning lodging and hospitality visuals. 🌆📸 #Chicago #creativeteam #HospitalityPhotography #creativeproduction