Cari Nystrom

Photo by Andrea Nyberg.

I love how a great art makes you thankful, breaks your heart, reminds us of the simple joys in front of us. With a background in theatre, my passion for photography took root with the birth of my firstborn 2010. The beauty of new life—in all of the craziness that newborns bring!—gave me new eyes to see the world. With my camera next to me, I love how each frame sharpens, simplifies, and captures this sweet perspective, moment by moment. When I look at the photographs of my kids I can almost smell the fresh baby powder on new skin, hear the peals of laughter in the sunlight, feel the tight little embraces around my neck; and somehow it matters less that they spilled milk in the minivan and took 14 minutes to put their shoes on backwards! I’m reminded that there is beauty and joy in all things no matter the day (or amount of Pirate Booty on my living room floor!) and that’s what I want for every person on the other side of my camera. The environment at hand, be it the living room everyone gathers in after baby comes home or the sun-soaked rolling hills of the Santa Cruz mountains, makes your story that much sweeter.

I cry at commercials and survive mornings only because of coffee. I feel for my people deeply. I grew up in sunny San Diego as the oldest of four kids, got my B.S. in Theatre at Northwestern University just outside of Chicago, and eventually moved to New York City. Now my husband, Brad, and I; our three children Linnea (7), Clark (5) and Sylvia (2); and our very lazy Great Dane, Lily are happy to call San Jose, California our home.