My Story

I was raised on a small farm along the Kings River in the Central Valley of California, born into a long line of farmers and gardeners. Growing things was an integral part of my upbringing. From an early age, blossoms captivated me. Nothing quite caught my attention more than the pink blooms that covered the peach trees every Spring.

My grandparents, who lived next door, would teach me about the roses that bloomed in their yard. My mom would teach me about the hundreds of tomatoes we would plant in March. My dad would teach me about the blossoms that littered the orchard with colorful confetti.

While they worked magic with plants and flowers, I never quite got the green thumb. I loved to stare at flowers, but grow them? Not my forte. In high school, the Lord brought watercolor painting into my life. I fell in love with the process, quickly realizing that I could capture the beauty of the flowers and landscape I loved dearly—permanently. My favorite memories were no longer confined to a particular season.

I received my artistic training from Westmont College, graduating in 2020 (right as the world shut down), and began painting portraits to capture not just my own memories, but for other people who longed to remember their favorite pet or their first home where they began their family.

Now, I live and work in my little home, just five minutes away from that farm where I grew up, and have the privilege of capturing your most precious memories. I am still in awe of the blossoms each Spring, and now get to share them and create new memories with my husband, Noah, and daughter, Margot.