Hi, I'm Courtney

Photographer, maker-of-things, lover of old treasures, and enthusiastic supporter of second desserts.

*I will absolutely cry at your ceremony. I've made my peace with it.

Things That Bring Me so much Joy

LEARNING HOW TO REBUILD a 1971 Chevy pickup with my dad

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Thrift stores. Antique shops. Family heirlooms. anything with a story behind it.

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A YOUTUBE RABBIT HOLE OF LEARNING SOMETHING NEW. *ICED COFFEE IN HAND

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The small town I grew up in was the kind of place that only exists in movies — where people showed up for each other without being asked. Knew each other's names, their kids' names, what car they drove, and probably their coffee order too.

I took that for granted for a long time. Then I moved away, and I realized not everyone operates like that.

I never stopped.

I'm the photographer who over-prepares, remembers the detail you mentioned once in passing, and genuinely loses sleep over getting your gallery right. That's just how I was raised.

forever a small town girl at heart

So they stood outside on the grass with their witnesses, and someone took one photograph.

That photo hangs on my wall now. Black and white, a little blurry.

Eighty years later it's the only evidence I'll ever have of that day.

I don't know who took it. I don't know what camera they used.
I'm just so glad they were there.

That's what I think about when I pick up my camera. The photographs I take today are the ones someone's grandkid is going to find someday and hold like it's something precious. I want to be worthy of that.