I’m Caiti—a wife, mom, veteran, and the person who still cries happy tears at pretty much every wedding I photograph. Yes, even after all these years.
Life has taken me through a few unexpected chapters. I joined the Army to help pay for school and see more of the world, eventually serving as an AGR supply sergeant in Portland. Somewhere along the way, I met Eric in Vancouver, WA—of all places, on a dating app! My husband, life partner, and best friend, we’ve been inseparable ever since.
After leaving the service, I began photographing weddings, and Eric’s work eventually brought our family to Moses Lake. I arrived knowing almost no one and put the camera down for a little while, but it didn’t take long to realize how much I missed it. I missed the people, the stories, and being able to preserve something that would never happen exactly the same way again. So I picked it back up.
These days, when I’m not behind the camera, I’m usually chasing my kiddos, drinking coffee, rewatching Bridgerton or The Office, or planning another road trip...
✿ DOGS ARE MY KRYPTONITE. Sergeant Caiti disappears the second your dog walks into the room. I will absolutely lose it.
✿ MISPLACED TEXAN. Currently calling Washington home, but Texas still has custody of most of my personality.
✿ CURRENTLY PLAYING. Cardi B and Lorde. Depends on which version of me showed up today.
✿ MY LOVE LANGUAGE IS CHICK-FIL-A. There’s a decent chance I’ll be eating it when you call me for the first time.
✿ CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED. Quotes from The Office and Parks and Rec tend to happen without notice.
✿ I USED TO SHOOT SPORTS. Before weddings and love stories, I was my college's campus sports photographer. Different kind of action, same love for capturing the moment.
✿ MY FIRST CAMERA WAS A CANON REBEL. And I held onto that thing for years before I finally upgraded. We've been through a lot together.
I photograph because someday, the moments you’re living now will become memories.
The way you looked at each other. The hands that held yours. The people who stood beside you. The laughter, the tears, and all the quiet moments you didn’t realize you’d want back.
My hope is to give you something that outlives the day itself—a way to return to the people you love, the life you built together, and exactly how it felt to be there. Because the most beautiful stories deserve to be remembered.
My love for photography started long before I ever picked up a camera. When I was ten, I was given every issue of National Geographic ever published, and I became obsessed with seeing the world through someone else’s eyes. I loved that photographers could show people beauty they might never have noticed otherwise. By fifteen, I was developing film by hand in a darkroom, and I eventually went on to study photography in college, where I became the campus sports photographer.
But photography was always more than a hobby to me. It became a way to express myself, to find beauty in the everyday, and, during some of the harder chapters of my life, a way to make sense of the world around me. There was something comforting about being able to show people the world as I saw it.
Years later, after my grandfather passed away, I discovered something I had never known about him. After more than twenty years as a Marine, he had left behind Polaroids, old film, and photographs from his time in the service. Seeing the world through his eyes felt strangely familiar.
I really believe I got my eye from him.
Photography has taken many forms throughout my life, but the reason I love it has never really changed: finding beauty others might overlook, preserving it, and giving someone else the chance to see it too.
Perhaps I’ve always been drawn to the past.
Maybe it’s my Scottish roots and connection to Clan MacGregor, or simply a lifelong love of history, but I’ve always been drawn to the things the past leaves behind—the sweeping landscapes, handwritten letters, old photographs, and stories that somehow find their way from one generation to the next.
There's a place in Scotland I've always dreamed of visiting. Lanrick Castle, once the seat of Clan MacGregor from 1776 to around 1830, stood near the River Teith before it was lost to a fire. Though the castle itself is gone, I still dream of exploring the places connected to my family's heritage, walking paths my ancestors may have walked, and photographing the landscapes they once knew. There's something incredibly meaningful about imagining the lives that came before mine and being able to see those places through my own lens.
It’s probably why my Bridgerton obsession is very real. I love the classic romance, the love stories, the femininity, and the way it lets me dream. There’s something beautiful to me about knowing that a moment can be fleeting, while what we leave behind can endure.
That little girl who dreamed of photographing the world is still very much here. I dream of photographing love stories around the world, returning to my roots in Scotland, and someday visiting the places my grandfather was stationed—to walk some of the same paths he once did, camera in hand.
But photography isn’t the end of the story. One day, I hope to become a therapist and explore photography as part of healing—documenting people throughout that journey and allowing them to see the changes in their own faces, expressions, and sense of self as they heal. Maybe that’s what photography has always been about for me: seeing people differently, preserving what matters, and helping people see something in themselves they may not have seen before.
There are still so many places to see, people to meet, and stories worth telling.
Because one day, your photographs will become your old photographs. Your love story will become part of your family’s history. And I’d be honored to help you preserve it.
