Life is hard enough as it is to have to deal with worrying about the latest trends or if you a good enough. Let me show you that you fit as you are.
You see, I have a real problem with how the media perceives beauty. I do not want to live in a world where people are transformed beyond the lens, where photoshop rules all that is “beauty”. Although Photoshop is an incredible tool (and I could NOT live without it, especially when I design), the media is using it for the wrong reasons. Promoting “being perfect” rather than being happy and confident. It’s not about your weight or the scars you wear, but about your attitude facing the world. Love, friendship, relationships, families, homes, kisses, and hugs. Life…. That’s True Beauty. That’s what I want to show by my photography. Not the result of a processed image on the cover of a magazine. Sometimes we all need a little reminder.
My goal is to show you through my lens, that the life that you own every day, is amazing. That YOU are amazing.
I have curves and have incredibly rosie cheeks. I have a strong accent in French and sometimes get really upset over nothing. I’ve learned that I am beautiful… most of the time. Because, of course, the science isn’t perfect. Somedays are tougher than others while living in this world but the goal is providing you with proof that you can look back on your images and realize that it doesn’t always have to be that way. You’ll come to realize that you are all that you are because you are real and unique and THAT makes you beautiful. You have it all already, I just capture it.
You should be hiring a photographer to capture
your life as it is. Not make it look perfect for Instagram.
Before long, the tantrums, the messes, the daily walks to the park, and the hugs, will all be a thing of the past. Capture them and keep them in the front of your mind, forever.
It’s easy to overlook the beauty in the ordinary. Embrace the chaos and the calm, for in the amalgamation of all these experiences, lies the beauty of life. While grand events hold their own significance, it is the accumulation of those small, everyday moments that truly shape our lives and relationships.
It’s in the impromptu giggles during a family game night, the heartfelt “I love you” before bedtime, the shared smiles over a Sunday morning breakfast, or the comforting embrace after a tough day that we find solace, love, and a sense of belonging.
When you look back on your life, it won’t be the grand occasions alone that will flood your heart with nostalgia; it will be the sum of those tiny, everyday acts of love and togetherness that create the most heartwarming memories. So, capture those little moments too.
Take photographs, write journals, and record videos that preserve the essence of these seemingly mundane yet deeply cherished instances. In 30 years from now, how you looked won’t matter. Only the moment will.
As time passes, these captured treasures will become a time capsule, reminding you of the beauty and joy of your life’s journey.
Between having a career in photography and volunteering, it’s pretty safe to say that I’m not rich. However, there’s nothing I love more than helping people feel good. So it’s all completely worth it.
On my days off, I spend my time at Humane Society International (the dog shelter), on call for the RED CROSS, or working on my MY KIND OF PEOPLE INITIATIVE.
On my days off, I spend my time at Humane Society International (the dog shelter), on call for the RED CROSS, or working on my MY KIND OF PEOPLE INITIATIVE.
And let’s not forget my pups: Mollie & Mr.Tiller. My two 13-year-old shelties. I truly believe I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for these two. they are my life.
Mr tiller was from a breeder in St-Jerome. I had inquired about him as I was looking for a Sheltie to have as my own. This was during the same time when I started volunteering at Dog Rescues. During my research, I started becoming more aware of the world of backyard breeders and decided to forgo that route and look for a rescue. A few weeks went by and I received a call from that same breeder telling me that no one wanted Mr.Tiller because of the missing marking on his face (which is typical of sheltie) and the fact that his white collar wasn’t “connected” like his father – who apparently was a champion at dog shows. This didn’t concern me and told her I didn’t want to buy a dog anymore. To what she responded that it was fine. She was just going to put him down.
I couldn’t believe it. How can you put the death of a perfectly healthy dog on a young girl who had sent ONE EMAIL inquiring about him? I was embarrassed, felt trapped and decided to get him to save his life. Was she really going to do it? I’m not sure. But I couldn’t take that chance. Tiller is my life now and I wouldn’t change him for the world. It did, however, reinforce my beliefs about breeders. They are just absolutely all in for the money and truly don’t care about the dogs. Mollie was rescued soon after. She was found outdoors abandoned with her mother from another breeder or puppymill. She had lived outdoors for 6 months until someone brought her to Berger Blanc – A kill shelter in St-Hubert. I went to pick her up as part of a rescue mission and the goal was to foster her until we found her a home. We have not been able to let her go since however.
The reason I’m telling you all this is simple. Please adopt your next dog. Millions of beautiful animals such as these two are being killed for no reason whatsoever. Please don’t support the selfish people that are in it for the profits. The world doesn’t need us to create more dogs. There are millions out there already waiting for their forever home.
Mr tiller was from a breeder in St-Jerome. I had inquired about him as I was looking for a Sheltie to have as my own. This was during the same time when I started volunteering at Dog Rescues. During my research, I started becoming more aware of the world of backyard breeders and decided to forgo that route and look for a rescue. A few weeks went by and I received a call from that same breeder telling me that no one wanted Mr.Tiller because of the missing marking on his face (which is typical of sheltie) and the fact that his white collar wasn’t “connected” like his father – who apparently was a champion at dog shows. This didn’t concern me and told her I didn’t want to buy a dog anymore. To what she responded that it was fine. She was just going to put him down.
I couldn’t believe it. How can you put the death of a perfectly healthy dog on a young girl who had sent ONE EMAIL inquiring about him? I was embarrassed, felt trapped and decided to get him to save his life. Was she really going to do it? I’m not sure. But I couldn’t take that chance. Tiller is my life now and I wouldn’t change him for the world. It did, however, reinforce my beliefs about breeders. They are just absolutely all in for the money and truly don’t care about the dogs. Mollie was rescued soon after. She was found outdoors abandoned with her mother from another breeder or puppymill. She had lived outdoors for 6 months until someone brought her to Berger Blanc – A kill shelter in St-Hubert. I went to pick her up as part of a rescue mission and the goal was to foster her until we found her a home. We have not been able to let her go since however.
The reason I’m telling you all this is simple. Please adopt your next dog. Millions of beautiful animals such as these two are being killed for no reason whatsoever. Please don’t support the selfish people that are in it for the profits. The world doesn’t need us to create more dogs. There are millions out there already waiting for their forever home.
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