Recently, I was talking to a client about finding purpose in life and how difficult that can be to pull off. They asked me what my purpose was, and I was shocked how quickly I was able to put into words what a lifetime of trying to live purposefully had taught me about myself. In a flash, I saw myself in 3rd grade writing poems about my dying grandmother. I saw Ms De la Rosa teaching 4th grade me how to play the saxophone. I saw drawings from the 7th grade done for my children’s book about Mac, the turtle with halitosis. I remembered Nick Montoya asking me to play bass in his band, even though I had no idea how to play bass. I remembered countless hours playing guitar in a room by myself, in a practice space, or on stages. I thought about when I discovered photography thanks to my first smart phone. I contemplated the decisions that led me to being a professional therapist and the deep love I have for working with people as they navigate the complexities of life. I felt deep satisfaction in building a life on expression, and in doing so, found my purpose.

My purpose is to express myself and help the people around me express themselves, too. This website is my corner of personal photographic expression.