Smack in the midst of my twenties, carrying a camera in my right hand on a consistent basis, a dog trailing my every move, and typically responding to the name "Kenzie", I have been photographing since I was eleven years old and writing since my teen years.
Raised by the Dolomiti Alps in Northern Italy, tamed and grounded by The Alps in Germany, humbled by the ski hills of Appalachia, and finally finding home in the Wasatch Range in Northern Utah, the mountains are my roots.
I decided to begin writing as a form of therapy, not just for myself, but because I knew there were others carrying burdens as heavy as my own; for years I had buried what had happened in my past only to have it resurface in a worse, more gruesome fashion. The writing became a way to heal and to help others finding healing.
As for my passion, the photography started one year with an innate desire to want to bring the world to those who could not otherwise experience it for themselves. I was dedicated to producing images that could grab your attention without being manipulated; I wanted to deliver an image that would not create an unrealistic expectation for the viewer, but instead would genuinely reflect exact feeling and visual. Nowadays, I am hardly without my camera.
- McKenzie Aryn