Welcome, and I’m so glad you’re here.
I’m Millicent, but everyone calls me Milli. As long as you don’t call me Maleficent or Medicine like they did when I was a kid, we’re good.
I’m a family and event photographer based in Stratford, Connecticut, and I photograph the kind of moments that don’t usually make it into the highlight reel.
The messy ones, the loud ones, the quiet ones, the ones you don’t realize you’ll miss until years later.
Because those are usually the moments that end up meaning the most.
Sometimes people ask me why I care so much about documenting ordinary moments. Truth is…I’ve been trying to hold onto life for as long as I can remember.
Long before I owned a camera, I was filling scrapbooks, journals, and little boxes with pieces of my life because I never wanted to forget the people who shaped it. Today, I don’t need glue sticks or tape anymore. I have a camera.
But the reason I pick it up is exactly the same.
I think my love for preserving memories started long before I ever picked up a camera. When I was little, I had a terrible habit of cutting up family photos. Not because I wanted to destroy them…Because I wanted to turn them into something new.
I’d spend hours making collages and scrapbooks, completely convinced I was creating masterpieces. My mom, on the other hand, wasn’t nearly as impressed. She’d always tell me,
“Milli…you don’t get those memories back.”
That sentence never left me. Looking back, I don’t think she realized she was shaping the photographer I’d one day become.
A few years later, when I was thirteen, she gave me my very first camera. I took it everywhere. School, family get-togethers. Most of those photos are blurry, but I’d never trade them. They’re proof those moments happened.
I’ve always been an artist. Photography wasn’t my first creative outlet.
Over the years I’ve painted, illustrated, experimented with graffiti, and even painted people head to toe as a body artist.
Every chapter taught me a different way to tell a story. But photography was the first one that let me preserve something that couldn’t be recreated.
A moment.
Then life surprised me. For years, I thought I’d just be the fun aunt. PCOS had me convinced motherhood probably wasn’t in the cards. Then, at thirty-three, I became a mom. And everything changed.
Not because I suddenly loved photography more…
But because I finally understood what I had been trying to hold onto all along.
Motherhood made time feel different. The ordinary moments suddenly felt extraordinary.
Bedtime stories, tiny hands reaching for mine, the way my daughters giggled before they could even say complete sentences. I found myself taking thousands of photos, you don’t even want to see how many photos I have in my camera roll.
One day, I looked back through them…and realized I was barely in any of them.
I had beautiful photos of my girls, heartwarming photos of my family. But what about me? Just crappy, blurry selfies. Where was the proof that I was there?
That’s when everything clicked. My kids won’t care if the house was spotless or if my hair was done. They want proof I was there, that I laughed with them, held them, loved them. That I was part of their childhood. And every child deserves that.
When you spend time with me, don’t expect me to spend the whole session asking everyone to smile at the camera. I’d rather photograph the way your son tugs on your shirt, the way your daughter hides behind your leg before peeking back out, the way your grandmother quietly watches from the sidelines and a smile sneaks across her face.
Those are the moments that become family treasures.
My job isn’t to create a version of your family that doesn’t exist. It’s to help you remember the one that does. The beautiful chaos, the inside jokes, the hugs, the dance breaks in the kitchen, the tears, the laughter, your real life.
Because one day…all of this becomes the good old days. And I want to make sure you’re in them.
When you’re ready, I’d love to tell your story.
Where should you begin?
Available for family sessions, events, and storytelling photography across Connecticut and New York.