Why The Framed Life?
Because it's not just a name.
There were always photos on the walls of my childhood home.
Not because my parents were photographers—they weren’t.
But because my mom had a knack for filling every inch.
Family snapshots, school portraits, and candid moments,
all tacked up with a kind of reckless devotion.
Her love of wall-hanging became is a running joke in our family—
the woman would frame a grocery list if it sat still long enough.
The images themselves were often imperfect.
Some blurry, others with horrible colour.
But it didn’t matter.
They were proof: We were here.
Each vintage frame whispered,
Don’t forget.
As much as I nag her about it,
That show-and-remember attitude lives strong in me.
I’m really selective,
choosing what gets the honour of permanence on my walls.
But the same heartbeat runs through it:
the desire to preserve.
To walk past an image and be pulled back into the memory.
Today, there’s a photo in my home
of my husband and our boys stacked like a human totem.
It’s not in a frame because it’s flawless for it isn’t.
It’s there because one ordinary day
I pulled them into the studio try out some lighting.
They were restless and ornery
until they realized they could make silly faces.
The shot is zig-zaggy with mischief.
And when I pass by it,
I hear their giggles,
and I myself smile: This is us.
A grainy GoPro shot on a ferry across the St. Lawrence.
It made it into a frame
not for its technical brilliance,
but because it marked the first road trip after we got married—
the beginning of our shared map.
A bare bum picture with a big belly,
a toast to the last weeks as a family of three.
Followed by a picture of us four snuggled up,
holds the whole of us in one frame—
a family unit complete.
Just last week, I delivered a gallery to someone.
They couldn't wait to print the images because after a decade
their own walls held only wedding pictures.
The years had passed.
The frames had not kept pace.
Our lives —
they are worthy to frame.
We capture so much on our devices,
our pockets hold entire lives.
But when we choose to print and frame a photograph,
we give it weight.
We say: This mattered.
This is The Framed Life.
It’s more than pictures.
More than decor.
Let's frame the life,
give proof of presence.
We were here.
We loved.
We lived.
It was wonderful.
Mother's Day Gift Idea
If you're looking for something extra special for mom this Mother's Day, think about gifting a photography session!
You can gift portraits or documentary family depending on what she would love most. Let's make your gift truly life-giving!
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