For me, photography was a happy accident: I stumbled into it 15 years ago when I worked as the art director of SKI Magazine, and budget cuts dictated we take on more work in-house. Something about it flipped a switch for me, and I eventually started to think more about photography than I did about design.

I practiced all the time, taking photos of my family at home, and then of friends' families too. I found so much beauty in capturing moments—an open-mouthed laugh, a playful handhold, a knowing look between a husband and wife—that otherwise would be lost amidst the chaos of life.

I recently had a friend shoot photos of my family when I found out my dad had cancer. He passed soon after, and those photos are now the most precious things in the world to me. I have the images of him laughing with my two sons on my desk, and every time I look at them I'm flooded with the feeling that the connections we have in life are, well, the point of everything.

I want to give the same gift to my clients, to capture the light that shines in each of us, and to collect memories that will become their greatest treasures.