A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. I can feel the pressure building up inside, I know I have to choose soon. Don't make me decide.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. I forgot how close the mountain was. Most mornings, the sky is cloaked in a fiery haze from burning smokestacks of trash below.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. I don't know it's still just the beginning, but there is definitely a new routine of no routine.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. A cool breeze fights its way through the dry desert heat and stops my mind and body instantly.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. We arrive just before 4 am and I take off running for the shore. It's not until my feet hit the cool sand that I realize how dark it is here.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. The clouds roll in as mist fills the spaces between the distant city walls. I search for Liberty but she is lost to the night's rain. So, I smile at the wet wind, wondering again how I got here and why.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. As I descend under the pier, I'm distracted by a blue heron fishing for his breakfast. He sees me but doesn't care. Again, my mind struggles with what to do next.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. The fire crackles right behind me and I can still hear them sharing their childhood stories. My eyes wander towards the black sky, as the stars begin to blink into sight.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. The light is disappearing. Fading fast, I feel the need to follow it. I have to see where it's going. But it's too late. It's too dark. I'll never catch it.
A visual, written, and recorded story by Danielle Werner. Where am I? Winding in and out of the tunnels, I see only a glimpse of the new landscape as I leave Italy and cross into Switzerland. But then the glimpse is gone as quickly as it comes, lost to the darkness.
As we take time to reflect and plan for the new year, memories and emotions take over our thoughts and add meaning to the story of our lives. That's what we do as humans. We attach meaning to anything and everything we can, so we can feel it’s level of significance. But too often we unconsciously we attach to stories that end up leading us down the very paths we were hoping to avoid.
I recently had the pleasure of photographing local master gardener, Eileen Tongson. Her passion and purpose are evident in every aspect of her business. Eileen runs a successful Floral Studio called FarmGal Flowers (FB and IG) and it’s the only one of it’s kind.
Bees are often seen as a nuisance or even harmful to us humans. But as many of us expand our knowledge of nature, we’re learning that bees are not only beneficial to us; they are fundament necessary for the survival of all life on earth. They are our top pollinators, our Earth's gardeners if you will. Without bees, there’d be no plants or food.
I had the privilege of capturing the beautiful and talented, Sophie Moss for her headshots and portrait lifestyle photography session in Tilghman, Maryland. This photo session was way more fun than usual. It was very cold and we were both in awe of the winter light cascading across the Chesapeake Bay. Needless to say, I am thrilled with the final result and so is she!
Hi, I’m Danielle, the optimistic, outgoing gal always smiling behind the camera. I love to photograph and share mission-driven stories that are creating an environmentally and socially sustainable future for all life on this planet. Home is sunny Orlando, Florida. But I’m mildly obsessed with adventure and love to shoot, teach, and explore anywhere my camera will take me.