I first met Heather about a hundred years ago… okay, maybe only ten. A year or two later, she was starry-eyed and telling me about this boy who was teaching her to surf. And another year or two later? I was photographing their wedding.
Now, seven years later, I’m here: photographing the two of them together surfing and loving and occasionally grabbing a shot of my kids in the background (because there’s no way I was going to be able to go to the beach for a surf session without at least one, and probably all three, of my kids).
As a lifetime San Diego native, there is just something about the call of the giant sea - peaceful and scary, overwhelming in it’s bigness and yet somehow inviting - that’s something like being closer to God, and I am all in. I know the draw it has for these two fantastic humans and I’m not the slightest bit sorry to get to be the one here doing this.
Also, PSA! If you need a La Jolla Shores surf session photographed - text me. I’m so in for hanging out with you on the beach for an hour or three. And actually, any beach that I can drive, fly, or paddle board to - I’m in!
(I hear flights to Hawaii are super cheap right now, just sayin’.)
For the love:
Location: La Jolla Shores (But be nice and keep ‘em pretty, fish are friends!)
Her wetsuit + board: Roxy +
His wetsuit + board: Ripcurl +
