Amori Photography

16/07/2022

Milky Way galaxy from Zion National Park
July 9th, 2022

25/06/2021

Exactly 6 months after Christmas, 1985, my mama got her Christmas wish and gave birth to the perfect child. The third and last child to complete her legacy. Little did she know how things would have actually turned out for “An-do-ryu.” I miss you mama, I’ll always love you. ❤️

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20/06/2021

June 20th, 2021 1:46am

The last 3 months of sobriety have been one of the toughest grinds I’ve ever endured. It began with the threat of foreclosure against my house- the one thing I’ve held onto proudly as a token of my accomplishments throughout the last 10 years. I’ve lived much of the last 10 years of my life on the threshold of breathing and suffocation. Self demising sabotage. The only thing that kept me breathing, kept me progressing, ever so slightly, was photography. Photographing the happiness of strangers as a means to woefully expose my sadness to a positive side of the spectrum. But every night, every weekend, I’d succumb to my vices, to my weaknesses, to my doubts, and to my failures. Success meant nothing. Progress meant nothing. “That’s still not good enough” I’d tell myself. “You’re not good enough.” I was the sole proprietor of my sinking ship. But photography kept me moving forward in the waters, so I refused to jump. I held on for dear life and hoped that a catalyst would come and save me.

90 days ago, that catalyst appeared. “We are issuing this lien against your home for uncollected debts and will foreclose on your home.” That was it. F**k the negativity. F**k the doubts. F**k the distractions. None of it meant anything. Trivial repetitions of mindless decisions contributing f**k all to my growth and happiness. But alas, no thing or person was worth the blame. I was the only person at the helm of my sinking ship. I had choices at every obstacle, every bump in the road. And only I am responsible for ignoring the damage dealt by each obstacle I recklessly steered through. No one else.

The opinions I once ignored and brushed off “you’re doing great, you’re work is amazing,” used to fall by the wayside and I’d always take it as a grain of salt. I didn’t believe it. What do these strangers know about how I’m doing? They don’t know s**t. But that’s because I fed them that facade of success, that charade of happiness. Again, my own doing. After years of monotony, the truth reveals itself. Maybe instead of acting like I’m happy, and portraying myself like I’m doing great, why not genuinely earn it? It’s been a tough grind. But I’m doing it. ❤️

11/05/2021

If I’m known for anything in this short life... it will be that I was the first to accept and as payment for my services.

05/04/2021

Please share with your surfer friends that are graduating college this year!

25/03/2021

Weddings... are... baaaaack!!! I’m so excited for 2021’s wedding season! Normally by this time of the year I’ve had typically captured 8-10 weddings- and I’m sure that one day soon enough we’ll get back to that type of action! But for now, I’m totally content photographing intimate weddings like Tasha and Dylan’s beautiful wedding at Spanish Hills Country club this past January!

17/03/2021

13/03/2021

Feeling defeated, the boy looked up and asked God to give him a sign, and replied:

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16/02/2021

I’m loving this sneak peek from Alex and Chasstiry’s snow engagement session in Utah :)