Photographer, Bartender & New Yorker at heart
Born to a single mom in Boston Massachusetts I was quickly whisked away with my family to Hawaii where I spent my days sitting on surf boards, eating all the spam I could get my tiny hands on and stepping on sting rays (to this day I still won't go into the ocean without water slippers on). This went on for 6 years of my early life until my mother couldn't handle missing the changing of the seasons. Back to boston for the harsh winters and beautiful falls where I spent the next 18 years of my life. 15 of those years were spent in Catholic school, which is ironic because I'm such a nice little Jewish girl.
Growing up I developed what I would call a healthy appetite for the macabre and decided that upon graduating high school my next move was university for forensic science, studying victims of gunshot wounds and other untimely ways to die. Upon graduating I met a girl who I fell in love with and promptly followed her to New York City (rebelling against the usual boston vs New York rivalry that had been drilled into my head at such a young age), where we lasted about a month until I set off to get to truly know the greatest woman I've ever encountered: New York City itself. I felt at home, enchanted and safe inside a place that was constantly changing around me, changing my being and my own perception of things. Since that year I've carried my camera with me everywhere, taking photos of nightlife, nuns yelling at lumberjacks in Greenpoint and moments with women I'll never have again.
If you can't tell by now I'm a huge romantic who loves people and will never miss a moment to try anything new. I spend my days reading tarot, obsessing over fleetwood Mac and getting tattooed and my nights working at a bar, meeting as many magical people as I can, and just generally trying to enjoy the rest of my youth. And it's working.