Lately I've found myself doing something I know steals joy... comparing my photography to the incredible images I see online. One minute I'm inspired, the next I'm questioning my own abilities and wondering if I'm enough. Sound familiar?

In this blog, I explore the trap of comparison. If you've ever felt like an imposter, fallen into the social media comparison spiral, or needed a reminder to come back to yourself, this one's for you.

A quiet moment of care - small lives being tended to, protected, kept safe. And yet, even in this simple scene, there’s a reminder that nurturing doesn’t belong to just one story, one role, or one way of being. Mother’s Day can feel like that too - different for everyone. For some it’s full and joyful, for others it’s tender, complicated, or quietly held. However it shows up, it’s valid. Because care, connection, and what we call “mothering” have never been just one thing.

An exploration of grief through photography - where absence feels heavy, love lingers, and emotion becomes something visible. A quiet reflection on loss, and the depth of feeling that comes with it.