I’m Jennifer — photographer, writer, artist, and a human who has lived many lives inside one. Mother. Seeker. Listener. Water creature. Story collector. An alchemist of light and shadow.

I founded The Curious Art of Her from a belief that creativity is not decoration — it’s remembrance. This work was never about performing for the camera or forcing an image. It is about returning to the truth beneath the roles and stories we learn to survive.

This practice grew from my own passage through hardship — through depression, feelings of unworthiness, and the quiet disorientation of losing myself. Creative expression became the way back. Through writing, image-making, ritual, and presence, I learned how to sit with my shadows, to listen instead of resist, and to give them space to exist without shame.

Originally, this work was shaped in conversation with women — because they were the ones who found it first.
Over time, it became clear that the need runs deeper and wider.
Men are often left without language or permission for this kind of inner work. Teenagers are asked to be confident before they’ve been allowed to be confused. This work expanded because it had to.

Today, through transformational portraiture, creative journeys, and rituals of self-return, I hold space for people to see themselves — not as they’ve been told to be, but as they actually are.
Unmasked. Unhindered. Unapologetically whole.

Before this chapter, I spent years behind film cameras in the motion picture industry, learning how stories are shaped, framed, and lit. At some point, I stepped out from behind the lens and into my own life — following curiosity instead of expectation. What emerged was an art practice rooted in emotional honesty and self-recognition: photography that feels like exhaling; words that feel like coming home.

Whether I’m photographing someone underwater, guiding a creative journey back to self, or writing from the center of my bones, my work carries the same quiet prayer:

May you remember your own light.
May you meet what has been waiting inside you.
May you allow it to be beautiful — even when it’s raw.

I don’t believe in perfection. I believe in presence and authenticity. In courage over performance. In truth told softly, with bare feet and steady eyes.

This is The Curious Art of Her.
It is also the curious art of you.

Welcome.
You don’t need to change to belong here.
You only need to arrive.