My first recollection of peering through a viewfinder was actually from a foot away looking down into a tiny window in a Kodak “brownie” at my brother Danny in Marquette Michigan in the sixties. I was five years old. And I don’t recall if the image was right side up or upside down—but I do remember the wonder of it all—

I was born in Langham Essex England. M y father died when I was two. Three years later, my mother and brother and I immigrated to America. Our new dad, an aviation engineer was waiting for us in New York City. What followed was 15 years of life as a pseudo "air force brat.” We lived in Germany, Canada, Israel and seven US states. When I was a child I wanted to be a cowgirl and a nurse.

We moved a lot. I started a lot of new schools often mid year, I was a shy, chubby kid with a camera. I became the family travel photographer. Later on when I had to choose a major in college, I decided on journalism and I went on to graduate with a degree in photojournalism from the University of Missouri.

The following year, I was fortunate to get hired as a staff photographer at the Kansas City Star. Everything I learned in college was put to the test and half thrown to the wayside. I learned a lot in this new “school” of hard knocks.

When my mother was widowed for the second time, I relocated to the west coast to be of support. I worked as a medical photographer at Good Samaritan Medical Center. A hospital is like a small community and I enjoyed my time there. But desiring personal freedom, I decided to start my own business- Archer Photography.

My clients include hospitals and healthcare agencies, universities, and entities in the corporate and industrial world. I also continue to work for newspapers and magazines. I am available for wedding and event photography as well.

Currently I am studying film and video at the Northwest Film Center in Portland, Oregon. I am working on several documentary projects. My other passion is hiking and backpacking the Northwest and traveling as much as possible.