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If you are a dreamer, come in
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...
If you're a pretender, come sit by the fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in!
Come in!

- Invitation
Shel Silverstein

I want to let you in on something.

I'm pretty shy. For years, that felt like something wrong with me. As a homeschooled bookworm growing up in Philadelphia, I was rarely the life of the party or at ease in a crowd. It seemed like it came simply to others and for a long time, I felt like I was lacking because of it. It was years later when I had a revelation that in many ways kickstarted a quest for self-discovery. I learned a word that changed my life: Introvert. I can't tell you the relief I felt, finally finding my place in the world. Bright lights and bustling cities still have their shine, but I've come to realize that the way I fill my spirit has always been with quieter adventures.

When I became a mom, passing on that sense of wonder and curiosity quickly took its place at the forefront of my intentions. I believe that nature is a place of healing - a frontier for open minds and earnest hearts. In 2020, when the world shut down, we began exploring, finding countless hidden Huntingdon Valley and Greater Philadelphia treasures and claiming them as our own little hideaways. But I didn't keep them all to myself. Little by little over the past few years, I've shared some of my favorite nooks on the outskirts of Philadelphia with people just like you. People who find healing in nature and freedom in artistic expression.

Nature is my place of peace and self-reflection. I go to tap into my feelings, to work through them. Sometimes, I go to grieve. Sometimes to release. To celebrate. To heal. To feel connected. The reasons change, but the results are the same. When I leave, I feel different. Like I gave something to nature, and it gave something back. I'm a little bit lighter. Less burdened. More myself.

And that's exactly the experience I want to give to you.

I am the first and only Nature-based Ethereal Portrait specialist in Huntingdon Valley (or in the entire Greater Philadelphia area, as far as I know). If you want Olan Mills, I'm probably not your girl. But if you want adventure - freedom to explore your creative side - you have found the photographer who will dive in with integrity, compassion and unmatched fervor. Society may say it's odd to wander off the trails and see what you find. If we listened to those voices, we would never leave our houses. But I've never been good at fitting in. And I don't plan to start now. Do you?

Photography is 'writing with light.' I've always been a writer. A keeper of secret journals, a cryptic note maker. And when I haven't known what words to use, I've always come to feelings. So it makes sense, really, that photography would feel like a story. And that my favorite photos would tell stories about self-discovery, compassion, bravery. And sometimes, they would tell stories that words can't describe. Stories we only recognize with our souls. As the lover of childhood fantasy with brave heroes and beautiful illustrations, it's only fitting that I would grow to identify most strongly with photographs about love and unconventional beauty. Stories about people who carve their own path. Who fight even when the world has told them not to bother. I'll always be a storyteller. Now let's tell yours.

- Alexis H.

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