you can call me shannon

I’ve always moved through the world with a kind of quiet intensity. I notice the way someone’s breath slows when they feel safe. I notice how the light softens across a room like an exhale. Photography has never just been about images for me, it’s how I stay close to what matters. How I stay grounded in moments most people overlook.

I picked up a camera when I was three and never really put it down. Not because I wanted to become a photographer, but because I needed a way to hold onto things. A way to make sense of the swirl of feeling and memory and time. That pull to document the truth of a moment never left me.

I’m an old soul and a quiet observer. A deep-feeling millennial who rearranged her childhood room a hundred times just to feel at home in her skin. I cry when things are beautiful. I laugh hard and hug like I mean it. I overthink more than I’d like, but I move with care. I lead with instinct. And when I’m behind the camera, I’m all in. Eyes open, heart soft.

This work isn’t about creating a highlight reel. It’s about witnessing people in their full complexity. The tenderness. The mess. The magic. I don’t chase the perfect shot, I wait for the honest one. The one where you finally let your shoulders drop and just be.

I believe photography can be a kind of homecoming. A way to feel seen in all the ways you didn’t know you needed. That’s what I offer. Not just images, but space. To be known, to be felt, to be remembered.

pocono mountain and lehigh valley photographer

Pocono mountains and lehigh valley photographer

YOu can call me Shannon

I’ve always moved through the world with a kind of quiet intensity. I notice the way someone’s breath slows when they feel safe. I notice how the light softens across a room like an exhale. Photography has never just been about images for me,  it’s how I stay close to what matters. How I stay grounded in moments most people overlook.

I’m based in the Pocono Mountains and Lehigh Valley, Pennsylvania. A region that’s taught me to pay attention to the quiet moments: the hush before golden hour, the slow roll of fog over the hills, the way people open up when they feel safe. That’s the energy I carry into every session

I picked up a camera when I was three and never really put it down. Not because I wanted to become a photographer, but because I needed a way to hold onto things. A way to make sense of the swirl of feeling and memory and time. That pull to document the truth of a moment never left me.

I’m an old soul and a quiet observer. A deep-feeling millennial who rearranged her childhood room a hundred times just to feel at home in her skin. I cry when things are beautiful. I laugh hard and hug like I mean it. I overthink more than I’d like, but I move with care. I lead with instinct. And when I’m behind the camera, I’m all in. Eyes open, heart soft.

This work isn’t about creating a highlight reel. It’s about witnessing people in their full complexity. The tenderness. The mess. The magic. I don’t chase the perfect shot, I wait for the honest one. The one where you finally let your shoulders drop and just be.

I believe photography can be a kind of homecoming. A way to feel seen in all the ways you didn’t know you needed. That’s what I offer. Not just images, but space.  To be known, to be felt, to be remembered.