DOCUMENTARY WEDDING PHOTOGRAPHER IN BELGIUM & EUROPE-WIDE

Once a year, my town had a fair. And when I got too old for the carousel - tragedy - I upgraded to something far more sophisticated: the arcade coin pusher.

Every year I saved up my points like a tiny financial genius so I could pick one big prize on the last day. When I was 14, my “big prize” was a digital camera. Unbranded. Plastic.
Two megapixels of pure magic.

That little camera lit the spark and from there, I photographed everything. From days out with friends, weekly parties to extremely experimental self-portraits that were immediately uploaded into Facebook albums because that’s just what we did back then. I always dreamed of studying photography, but absolutely everyone warned me I’d never make a career out of it. So off I went to higher studies in Leuven… where, unsurprisingly, you could find me more often on the Oude Markt than behind my books.

Somewhere around that time I bought a Holga, marched into my local photography shop and asked for a roll of film. They looked at me like I’d arrived from 1987 in a time machine. “Film is dead!” they said, but they dug up a forgotten roll from an old fridge and handed it to me anyway.

I must’ve made an impression, because a little later, when I was hopelessly stuck in studies that didn’t fit me, they called and offered me a job. I photographed my very first wedding in 2012. I did studio sessions, family portraits and school photos. Six days a week, every week. And while I learned so much, my creative heart needed more, so I stepped away. I went back to school to study pattern making, moved into the fashion world and eventually found myself shooting collection campaigns.

Photography kept tugging at me, but I still thought it could never be a sustainable career… right? Then came a newborn photography workshop (hi, Kroost ladies!), where I suddenly met people who were full-time photographers and not starving in a corner somewhere. Something clicked (pun intended) My husband had been telling me for years to give it a try, and for once, I listened.

In 2020 I dipped a toe back in. Part-time, mid-corona, pregnant. In 2022, after my son was born, I took a leap and went full-time. And honestly? The rest is history.

I’ve been fully booked every year since. I photographed everything and everyone at first, but eventually found my real happy place: weddings and film, especially Super 8. Today I’ve photographed over 100 weddings. And I still can’t believe this is my job. The warm welcomes, the trust, the connections with my couples, the friendships with fellow creatives, the dance floors I never want to leave… I’m endlessly grateful. I’ll never take any of it for granted.

And if you’re here, reading this whole story, thank you. Really.
I already adore you a little.