About

My mom was a psychologist photographer. My dad, the computer engineer, wrote the book on digital typography. They each taught me to see.

So of course, I was drawn to poetry.

My poems needed books, so I taught myself to design them. Ran a small press in the oughts, prioritizing queer and BIPOC writers. Publishing poem books made me happy but poor. I gave up the poems and made ads for big companies. I made some money. It was amazing. I didn't make a damn thing I cared about.

Then I found portraits. They gave me the depth of language and the immediacy of design. A decade later I went pro. For 20 years I followed my father's path. Now I honor my mom. (Dad still helps.)

I've also done these other cool things:

• toured North America as a one-time slam poet; organized and photographed seven National Poetry Slams
• cofounded and creative directed a crowdsourced, potty-mouthed guide to Albuquerque, NM
• directed design for a biodynamic farm, a vegan restaurant, and a feminist porn festival
• moved across the US five times
• gave up my son in an open adoption and stayed tight with him his whole life

Want more? My passions are in my projects, and my thoughts are in my blog.