I grew up in France and spent over a decade building my life in California. That back-and-forth never fully resolved itself, and I stopped wanting it to. Living between Paris and San Francisco gave me two ways of seeing: the European sensitivity to history, light, and restraint, and the American openness to emotion, movement, and spontaneity. Both live in my photography.

I came to wedding photography the long way. Years of working with people, reading rooms, understanding what makes someone comfortable in their own skin. By the time I picked up a camera professionally, I already knew that the best images don’t come from direction, they come from trust. My work on a wedding day is to be present enough to see what’s happening and discreet enough not to interrupt it.

What I look for are the moments between the moments. The breath before the ceremony. The glance across a crowded room. The quiet that settles after the dancing stops. These are the photographs that will still mean something in twenty years.

My work sits at the intersection of documentary instinct and editorial eye. I care about light, composition, and atmosphere, never at the expense of truth. A beautiful frame that misses the feeling is just a pretty picture.

France, for me, is not a backdrop. It is where I was formed. When I photograph weddings here, I am working on home ground.