“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” Dr.Seuss

I wanted to invite you into my world for a little bit, I want to share with you why I am so passionate about offering special sessions such as the “Mama and Me” collection. It’s not just to throw an offer out there to make money, there’s SO much more to it than that. Often times, more often than not actually, I look at my son and my eyes start to well up and my heart squeezes and aches, knowing that right here, right now is what is most important. Not who he was as a baby, or who he’ll be as a boy or a young man, but who he is NOW as my little 1.5 year old little independent, loving, and wildly spirited child. I can never get these days back. I’m fortunate enough to be able to take beautiful professional photos of him, and sometimes him and I (if I really can rally to put the effort in in wrangling my tripod) but not everyone has that luxury. These moments with your baby’s are fleeting, spinning around you only for a short time and then they are gone, how could I not be more passionate about capturing these moments?

I can’t seem to wrap my head around the fact that my son turns two in three short months. TWO YEARS! I can still feel the contractions wrap around my stomach to my back as his great journey outside of the womb began. I can still remember giving that ONE LAST PUSH, I can still feel his soft, warm new body on my chest . I’m holding back tears as I write this now, gosh time  just moves to the beat of her own drum. Even on the days where we didn’t sleep the night before and when there never seems to be enough coffee in the world, I hear his little voice asking questions, I feel his little hands on my face pulling me towards him to give him a kiss, I feel his arms wrap around my neck as strong as they can to hug me and i’d take all the sleepless nights in the world for all of that.

I secretly (ok maybe not secretly since I talk about this all the time) mourn the day when he’s grown, when he decides to spread his wings, which I hope are grand and stable, strong and capable. I mourn the day that there aren’t toys scattered on the ground and I gleefully pick up the phone to answer his phone calls to hear how his day is going.

I know I can’t be the only Mama out there that feels this way!! Gosh it’s so hard to slow down and just enjoy the moments organically as they happen but i’m trying. Really trying to take each and every breath with gratitude and grace, putting my phone down more, picking up my head and watching with my eyes and not through the screen of my phone. But as an artist it’s also so important for me to be present with my camera because photographing little moments in our everyday life is SO important to me, and I really think deep down about what has pushed me to dive into a more lifestyle approach with my work and that would have to be it.  I want to look back at these moments when he’s grown and gone and still feel his hands on my face, his arms around my neck and to still hear his little voice asking me “What’s That Mama?” And that’s what I want to deliver to my clients.

The thought has passed my mind more than I’d prefer, about when I depart from this earth,  and I think about my children looking through all the photos of our past, of their childhood. I want them to have these special amulets to treasure,  moments with me that when looking at the photo the feeling of me is so real and so tangible that it brings peace to their hearts. Isn’t that what photography is all about,  aren’t they our lives memories, our story of us, laid out to see, to touch, to hold and to reminisce? So that is why I take my camera along, like  and document some of the little moments, that’s why it’s so important for me to set up my camera on the tripod and get into the frame. That is why I so fervently try to remind people, especially Mothers why investing with me is more than just “taking pictures.” But it’s documenting your story, your memories, your legacy.

As I write this my little man is popping up on the monitor, waking up from his nap and we’re getting ready to go out and enjoy the warm weather by jumping in mud puddles and picking up rocks and pinecones.  So I’ll wrap by saying until next time!  Hold your babies a little closer, listen a little more patiently and remember photography is so much more than just a photo, it’s grasping onto that fleeting moment in time and holding onto it forever.  For ” The great paradox of parenting is that it moves in both slow and fast speed.”

So I encourage  you to make this a priority in your life, invest in your memories and let me be the one to show you how beautiful your story is.

As my gift to all you amazing Mama’s, book your session the week of April 1st (doesn’t have to take place that week but deposit must be sent in) and  mention the code “blogmama” and receive 20% off  the “Mama and Me” session or $75 towards additional print credit!

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Here are a few of my favorite “Mama and Me” self portraits of my son and I.


And here are some of my FAVE Mama and Me images! I mean what Mama wouldn’t absolutely cherish having photos like these with her babies?




When Winter arrives and the cold drives me inside instead of out with my camera it is an automatic time for a lot of reflecting. Not only on how I want to continue to grow my business for the following new year but for my artwork as a whole.  December rolls around and to be honest i’m usually so tapped out creatively that I actually really look forward to the few months of quiet. My creative brain doesn’t usually re-awake until about February but this past year has been SO different. I don’t know if it’s since becoming a Mom and my brain makeup has changed, or that I feel more inspired than ever but I just can’t keep the creative juices from flowing.

I love that I have the ability to play and create out of my own desire during the winter, and not that I can’t do that during the spring/summer/fall. But busy schedules with weddings and portraits leaves me little time to really just create for the sake of it.  And that is where The Rembrandt Series was born. Before I even picked up a camera I had a love for drawing and painting, although nothing to the extent of Rembrandt I feel like creating these painting like photographs is a little like revisiting childhood memories. It’s comfortable and nostalgic, and most of all it’s so DIFFERENT from what i’ve been doing so it’s incredibly exciting.

I’ve found that as an artist sometimes we can try to push ourselves too hard to be creative, try too hard to be either different or the same and I fell into that path for a while. I think I had to really take a step back and let my inner artist recalibrate and figure out what she was really made of. These past two years have held such incredible growth for me as an artist, sometimes it actually knocks the breath right out of me to see how much i’ve changed. But in a GOOD way, it’s exciting, it’s scary but it’s also so freeing.

This series first started out in my house, it started off simple, no real props just a photo of myself, then of myself with my son. One morning it just hit me like “EUREKA!”, when this happens there is no stopping me, i’m literally like a tornado. My brain is going a million miles per minute and I feel like I turn into some mad scientist.  My poor husband came downstairs to the love seat pulled out from the wall and across the room, clothes all over the floor , a half naked baby running free and a big piece of black paper tapped to the wall. He’s such a good sport, knowing that I was creating a brain child he immediately comes in and asks how he can help. I set the focal points on my camera and tell him exactly what I wanted in the frame. My heart was POUNDING, I was so excited. I mean do you ever feel this way when you do something you love? It’s an intense adrenaline rush! SO, A few snaps later what seemed to be a dauntingly long import into LightRoom a quick edit in Photoshop and boom! MAGNIFICO!! The Rembrandt Series was born!

I then decided to incorporate my dog and then my Sisters,  which was the first of the propped photos “The Pie”. OH THE PIE, so dreamy and real! I felt like I was in that old cottage kitchen and I could feel the breeze brisk through my hair and I could smell the dough rising in the oven.  With each image I created I felt more and more inspired and the ideas just kept coming. We then created the next few photos of the series with my Sister Holleigh at a friends sheep barn, filled with beautiful Mama sheep and baby lambs, rustic patina colored walls and hazy sunshine flooding through the windows I felt like I was transported back to the Renaissance days. This is exactly what I wanted to portray and evoke, I wanted people to feel as if they were transported back into time.

I just adventured to a local spot called The Hildene for my next additions to the series, and it was divine. Each room was a perfect stage, each pose telling it’s own story, I left with the feeling that my cup overflowith. I’m going to share the newest photos here before anywhere else because it’s more fun that way. I’m hoping that once i’m finished with the series I can hang them in a gallery for a bit, or do something unique with them! Do you have any suggestions for what I can incorporate for my NEXT addition? I’m all ears!



Much Love, Celia


#1 Mother


#2 Our Father


#3 The Pie


#4 The Companion


#5 Daybreak


#6 At Morning’s Light


I haven’t named this one yet or released it aside from here! 🙂


#7 Pine and Parchment


#8  The Kitchen (NEWLY released only on the blog!)


A quick little selfie at the end of my latest session, sometimes it’s important to get in front of the camera too 🙂




This is not the first chapter that I appeared in Meghan’s story, nor her’s in mine. Last year I had put together a photographic series called “Postpartum Awareness” where I encouraged women to  share stories of their postpartum experiences. I wanted to reach out to other mothers by saying ” Hey you, beautiful woman over there, you are not different and you are NOT alone!” Meghan’s story was one of  immense strength, boundless love and immeasurable bravery.  So to capture this little snippet in time for her  was something I felt so honored to do.

 I  approached the bank of the river, thinking  how special it was that Meghan wanted to be by the water for her session.The river is my sanctuary, as my eyes close and I lift my face towards the sky, it ripples past my toes like icy ribbons of silk. The air is cool with the smell of stone and earth. The river is so symbolic for the passage of time  and how we navigate through this momentous journey, and how we find pauses in our life to look back and reflect on the past.  As the mid afternoon sun started to sink in the sky, soft and hazy  it blanketed the tops of the maples with it’s rich golden rays, the kids threw rocks into the river. Watching intently as tiny ripples become big ripples that then turned back into the rushing ribbons of the current. After a short while we walked up the hill they unfolded a small blanket, unpacked their market basket and broke bread together, laughing, eating and enjoying the company of each others arms.

Blowing bubbles into the wind the kids frolicked and danced,  evoking memories of my own childhood, wind in my hair and sun drenched skin and without a care in the world. As we finished our time together we returned to the river, as if it was calling for us, to say goodbye, to say thank you, to remind us to bask in the small moments and memories we make with our families each day. As I drove off I felt an immense feeling of peace, of serenity, of newness. My spirit had been renewed.




I absolutely love when I get to watch a family grow. Even more so when I get to document it through my photography, it’s really so incredible to be apart of someones chapter. I feel honored when my clients come back to me time and time again, that is why this session holds a special spot in my heart.

 I had first met Megan and Nick back in 2013 when I photographed their wedding , so of course it pulled at my heart strings to photograph them once again, but now as a growing family.  I was really excited when Megan wanted to do more of a lifestyle session that was based in their home which is less posing and more  capturing natural and real moments between my clients. I’ve found a deeper appreciation for lifestyle photography,  especially now that I’m a mother I’ve grown to learn that these sometimes quiet and intimate moments are really the most beautiful and cherished ones to capture.

I pulled into Megan and Nick’s driveway around 10am, the sun was soft in the sky, not quite ready to make it’s appearance from the array of clouds that slowly drifted by. Two black vintage rocking chairs  adorned the front porch and as you walk by they softly whisper for you to take a seat, kick off your shoes  and rock the afternoon away. I breathed easy as I entered their charming farmhouse, quiet and clean, with soft ambient light billowing through their windows. From room to room I stood back and watched as Megan and Nick navigated this new course of parenthood. It was spectacular.

One thing that was so apparent was the partnership that Megan and Nick have, I saw joy in both of their eyes as they shared little tasks like changing Taylor’s outfits and taking turns softly rocking her when she was upset. It’s  really such a beautiful  thing to see two people bloom as parents, seeing their eyes glisten and their cheeks glow, I could feel the love with every click of my shutter as it vibrated in the hollows of my chest. How beautiful is life?!

As the morning guided us along, I captured moments that I know I would have loved as a parent myself. A soft kiss, a gentle squeeze of your baby’s hand on yours, the pursing of a mothers lips as she tenderly hushes her baby to sleep. Capturing just a small flash of time, a tiny breath, an inhale and exhale of love splashed in to the great big sea of life. Stolen for a moment to never be lost. How special I felt that I was there so these moments can remind them of a time that will someday seem like it was just a short while back. That someday they’ll look at these photos and remember all the feelings of newness, of excitement, of joy and exhaustion that new parenthood brings out.  But someday can wait, as for now, I was just allowing myself and them to be present, to slowly allow time to pass by as I tried to take it all in.


Shannon had messaged me a few months back about wanting to do a maternity and newborn session, already having  three year old twins she like the idea of a lifestyle session, more of a little glimpse into everyday life with her family, and a little less structure and more real life. I couldn’t have been more on board with the idea especially with where my style has been shifting, this is exactly where I want to see more of my work going.

We started our adventure in the kitchen, where they baked homemade millet rolls.  Little bare feet adorned the clean kitchen counter and melodic squeals danced through to the top of the ceiling as the twins stuck their hands into the cold and gooey dough. After they put the baking sheet into the oven they all jumped up onto the couch (ok maybe just the kiddos jumped onto the couch) to snuggle up to a favorite story…or two. I love that no matter how many times kids hear their favorite stories their eyes still light up for every page, it’s literally like magic to them.

As soon as story time was over we leaped and skipped through the dining room and out the door. I had a hard time keeping up with their fast little legs, as they so effortlessly ran and twirled and summersaulted around as the air danced through their hair. The smell of fresh cut grass and the feeling of late afternoon sunshine was the only thing on their minds…and chasing the chickens.

After a good half hour of play, we ended our day with a picnic underneath the pines in the soft moss. The smell of fresh baked rolls filled the air, the cracking of hard boiled eggs and soft clanking of water glasses embraced the sounds of giddy laughs and fruit kisses. With dirt on their clothes and a little mischief in their eyes truly childhood is magic.

As I waved goodbye as they saw me off from their porch, I was in an almost dream like state. I felt like I captured some of the most special and intimate moments for this family, a peek into their life before baby.  I felt, with each photo that I edited that it spoke to me, whispering that these will be moments looked back upon for ages to come. That as the children grow older and the sounds of little ones becomes softer in the air, that they will be able to look at these photos and still remember the sounds of squeals echoing through the living room. They’ll remember the smell of fresh cut grass and warm millet rolls, and they’ll remember the feeling of the wind dancing through their hair. Remembering their childhood, from this one small glimpse of time.

And in that very moment, I fell in love with my craft all over again .





There is something inside of me that has awakened.

Sure, it could be the hormones from having a baby or maybe, it is just part of me changing and blossoming naturally. Between raising my 10 month-old son, owning a business, buying our first home, chasing after my three year-old puppy, and trying to find some down time to spend with my husband, life has been spinning me around in circles. Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months and well, you know how the rest goes. I realized it has been eight years since I last updated my website and I cannot remember the last time I have sat down to write and reflect about my photography, so I figure now is as good a time as any.

As I sit here, I gaze out into the woods and I realize that my photography style is starting to slowly shift in a direction that has been calling to me for years. For some reason, I have always been too afraid to hear, but now I am listening, hoping to be more like the trees nestled in the backyard of my new (to me) farmhouse, the trees that make it seem effortless to bow with the wind. It has been a difficult path to this point, filled with both ups and downs, self doubts and creative blocks. There have been times when I have doubted my choices and the journey I have chosen but, here I still stand, my heart rooted in each photograph I have taken.

I hope you will join me as I share my work and bear a small piece of my soul with every image. I am forever grateful to have your company as I travel down this imperfect path that we call life.