In Georgian, the word for family is ‘ოჯახი’ (ojakhi). It means both family and hearth, the fire at the heart of the home. It’s the warmth, the roots, and the spark that keep a story alive.

I’m a New York wedding & family photographer, but really, I’m here to capture what can’t be staged. The way your child runs wild, the way your partner holds you when you’re carrying a new life, the light that spills in as if it’s meant just for you. It’s raw, it’s tender, and it has a little fire in it.

These aren’t just family sessions or pregnancy photoshoots in New York. They’re pieces of your story, lived out with the grit of real life.

Photos that feel alive, because you were. One day, the toys will be put away, the belly will no longer hold new life, and the laughter will echo only in memory. When that day comes, these images will burn like a hearth, proof you lived it fully, wildly, and tenderly. Proof of roots, of love, and of the unspoken magic only family carries.