Katy was born and raised in a small town in Oregon. Close to the Sea, among the tall trees and the quiet crick.

She earned her degree in Theatre Arts, studying the palette of human emotion and how each is held within the body. As she set out to pursue a career as an actor, she quickly found the scope and form of her work was shifting. Two life altering events were around the bend. Her young sister passed from lung cancer. And then, she says, it seems almost overnight, she was a mother. It is how these things go, isn't it? Life... from one beautiful, gut-wrenching moment to the next.

Katy has pursued making photographs for some time now. Her creative path turning from film to digital to encaustic and wet plate collodion. There is a burning in her belly, always urging her on, encouraging forward motion, learning, leaning into something new. The photographs of her children are haunted by the pages of her own history. Recently the family uprooted from the city and have taken to the woods of Washington. It is there that she is working to lay the haunt to rest and let her children run. Really run. Her photographs are the tale of being "almost there" ... an endeavor to give themselves grace as they engage with the wild that surrounds them; that IS them.