About

Hey, I'm Jessy. It's hard to write these things... to sum up everything I am and everything I'm about in a few short paragraphs. But I'll try.

Before anything else, I'm a mom. I have three daughters, and love is not a strong enough word to describe how I feel about them. They are fiery and funny, strong and loud. They're impossible and beautiful, and so many other things. They're also the reason I picked up a camera again.  Raising kids is a trip and I’ve hit more than a few bumps in the road, but I don’t regret any of it. I just want to remember it. The funny looks, the blonde hair, the huge eyes, the baby cheeks, I want to pick up a picture from a dusty old box 15 years from now and stare at my babies when they fit into my arms and remember when Ellie said Croca-gators, or Blaze followed me around begging to play polly pockets every second, and how impossibly tiny Zoe seems next to her big sisters.

That's what I'm thinking about when I'm taking pictures of my family. I want to remember the things I take for granted, the things I think I could never forget, but I do, because that's life. Things like how my youngest always wears a skirt under her dresses to make it poofy, or how my oldest has a little smirk on her face right before she bursts out laughing.

I love to write, to laugh, to draw, to read poetry, to watch my girls grow, I love to be barefoot, play in the dirt, jump into lakes, drink wine, drink water, I love to run on little skinny trails that wind up mountains, and sweat out everything I’ve been holding in at the yoga studio, I don’t learn my lesson the first time or even the second, I don’t play it safe, and I’ve made many, oh god, so many mistakes… as a mother, as a human, and as a woman. But are they mistakes, really? If it led me to right here and right here I’m happy.

I’m learning and relearning everyday how to trust myself and be myself and I guess what I’m saying is that my life is messy, and I’m just embracing it at this point.