sam wild

Nostalgic, imperfect creative with a mission to memory-make.

For as long as I can remember I've always found myself trying to fit into a box that I had no desire to fit into.

As the years go on and I find my life flashing before my eyes, I'm becoming more and more desperate to seek out nostalgia and document everything.

If the idea of stiff poses, forced smiles, and someone yelling “look over here!” makes you want to run…
yeah, same.

I work with couples who:

- don’t want to spend their day posing for hours

- aren’t into traditions just because they’re “supposed to”

- want photos that actually feel like them

The quiet hand squeezes.
The chaos before the ceremony.
Your grandma watching you like you’re still five years old.

That’s the stuff that matters. That’s the stuff I’m there for.

Because years from now, those are the moments that hit the hardest.

When I was a kid, I used to sit in a cupboard under the stairs (very Harry Potter energy, I know) going through boxes of old family photos.

Vacations, birthdays, random blurry moments that probably didn’t feel important at the time.

But they were.

I’d hold the negatives up to the light, completely fascinated that entire memories lived inside those tiny strips of film.

And now?
Those photos mean everything.

That’s what shaped how I see photography.

Not as “pretty pictures”
…but as proof that you were here, you loved, you lived, and it mattered. ✌🏻