Where there is love, there is rage - launching May 6th
Art for the unapologetic
For the last few months, I’ve felt an underlying current disrupting my day-to-day life, like the beginning of an earthquake. A gentle rumbling of discomfort, of dis-ease, of feeling unsettled. If I’m being honest, I think it started at the end of the Take More Noods tour, but the rumble went unanswered.
Pushed down and hidden in the crate that holds all my other repressed emotions. Tucked safely next to the grief I carry, nestled into the fleeting joy that bubbles to the surface on good days, and rubbing elbows with the anger pressing at the top of the box with uncomfortable strength.
The sensation is both foreign and familiar, like I’ve been here before. Like I have intimate knowledge of the path, but none of the trees look right. It’s grief and rage and wonder and curiosity all wrapped into one. And in years past, I would have ignored the warning shots.
But I refuse to do that any longer. It’s 2026, and life is hard enough as it is. Considering how loudly I talk about doing the things that set your soul on fire, that light you up from the inside, that bring you deep fulfillment…it would be wildly hypocritical for me to do anything but that. If I’m going to talk it, I also have to walk it.
So here goes nothing.
After 10 years in business, shooting almost exclusively boudoir, I am pivoting.
Not fully away from boudoir, but deeply and intentionally toward art that feels unapologetic and authentic. Grounded in documenting life in all its little moments and nuances. Highlighting the beauty and the love without shying away from the rage and grief.
Because where there is love, there is also rage.
I want to photograph the things we are taught to hide. The anger. The tenderness. The aging. The motherhood. The becoming. The moments that feel too ordinary to matter…until one day, they are the whole story.
A daughter holding her mother’s hand. A body standing defiantly in the grass. Nudity and sexuality that are loud and unapologetic. The mundane. The ordinary. Captured in a way that solidifies it as the art of living. The quiet rebellion of taking up space exactly as you are.
One thing I know for certain after a decade behind the camera: being witnessed changes people. Not because a photograph fixes anything, but because it offers something rare, the chance to see yourself outside of the stories you’ve been carrying.
We deserve images that feel stripped down, honest, and unapologetically real. Because your life, your body, and your truth deserve to be remembered exactly as they were lived.
Collectively, we are aching. Grieving the loss of what was. So rather than trying to cover it in lace and lingerie, I want to lean in and meet you where you are.
And tell the story you want remembered.
Not the story we are expected to fit into.
So on May 6th, I will be launching what I’m lovingly calling the Love and Rage Series.
A photo experience that meets you where you are. Through your love and your rage. Your joy and your pain. An authentic documentation of a life fully lived.
I’ll be releasing a very limited run for the first 10 people who sign up to grab a spot for $333.
It will be a one-hour shoot at a location of your choosing within the greater Raleigh area, and I’ll be including 10 of your favorite digitals and a pack of 10 Polaroid prints.
Dates open at 9 AM EST on May 6th.
If an individual shoot isn’t for you, but you still want to be part of the movement, join me on May 14th at Beaver Dam State Recreation Area at 5:30 PM for a Love and Rage group shoot.
Healing happens communally. So join us as we put our feet in the water and scream into the abyss.
I can’t thank you enough for being here and being part of this journey.
Cheers to uncharted waters and walking boldly into the unknown.
Love you, mean it.
Katelyn
Your troop leader and forever wanderer, seeking out the things that set her soul on fire.
