I was born during a blizzard in New York on January 14, 1981. Since then I have worked at a gas station, been number 2 on a varsity downhill ski team, caught a copperhead, eaten brains, lived in numerous trashy punk houses, been in a bar fight, driven across country 6 times, and jumped of a 90 foot cliff into the shallow Croton River. I’ve had my finger bitten through by a kinkajou and I’ve had food licked off my face by a Siberian tiger.
I began shooting pets after leaving my animal care job at the zoo after a car accident. I take pictures of things that fascinate me and for the last few years that has been primarily animals.
I live in Portland Oregon with my husband Tim, my dog Norbert and my cat Yushi.