Selected Work
The Summer Wedding
A near-black booth in a room full of light, and two hundred frames nobody wanted to put down.
Prints, in hand, before the song ended.
It wasn’t in the corner. It became the room’s second dance floor.Burlington · July 2026
Every screen you see was written for this night alone.
Four seconds each. Nobody rehearsed.
Yours could be next.
Every event becomes its own story.