About
Hi! :)
I'm Kendall, a student photographer from the Bay Area. For almost seven years, I've had a camera in hand. Through those years I've discovered the ability of seeing artistically, constantly finding myself lost in the world around me. Noticing the simple moments of light vs shadow or the actions of a passerby.
People watching at its finest.
Currently dual majoring in journalism and studio art at a local community college, I hope to soon transfer to a four-year college and join the world of photojournalism. After spending two years working for my high school yearbook, and running it for one, I fell in love with journalistic photography.
Yet, my appreciation for photography spans to all sectors of the photography world (plus film, with a new interest growing), where I'm currently enamored with creative portraits and elaborate sets. I hope to one day create work on the level of Alex Webb, Alex Prager, Gregory Crewdson, and Petra Collins.
"It's hard to say what is a good photograph, it's so connected with what feelings you have for it. Your picture depends on what's in it and it has nothing to do with the technology."
"I mean it does and it doesn't, but it's the last thing you should worry about, you can have what you think is the best equipment and it doesn't help if you can't see,
It takes years to understand how to see".
-Annie Leibovitz
"The Lucky Dog," Santa Barbara, 2022
"The Lucky Dog V.2," Santa Barbara, 2022
The lucky dog story.
In Summer 2022, I tried film photography for the first time. Using my Grandpa's Canon AE-1, and inspired by the work of Willem Verbeeck, I decided to walk the neighborhoods of Santa Barbara's Westside, looking for pretty scenes to capture.
As my Uncle and I stepped out of the car at our first stop, I noticed a father and son looking in awe toward the house directly in front of us. There, I saw the scene I believe to be the luckiest I've ever stumbled upon, a pit bull standing on the roof of the home's porch. Perfectly framed in the corner with well-working colors and all.
Unsure if the camera even still worked or if the film was loaded correctly, I took a few shots.
And to my luck, the first film photo I ever took, turned out.
At that moment, standing in front of that house, it hit me, that photography was what I was supposed to be doing. I mean, what's the chance of this moment happening in front of me during my first try with film?
I've kept that story in the back of my mind ever since, looking back on it whenever I'm in a creative rut, and it never fails to inspire me.
Thank you random dog.