Captured in outdoors with a cell phone using the flash to provide light, Red Rose is a study in shadow and saturation — a moment where depth speaks louder than detail. There’s no clutter. No distractions. Just a single bloom in a quiet conversation with the dark.

Perched was captured in the quiet edge of morning — that soft, in-between light when the world hasn’t yet remembered to rush. I was sitting on a friends porch, watching a blur of motion flicker through the air, the unmistakable hum of wings moving faster than the eye can follow just wait, patiently for the photographs to present themselves to me.

On September 13th, 2025, I had the privilege of donating my fine art image The Call to the Veterans & First Responders Jamboree in Cadiz, Ohio.

This annual event, held on the second Saturday of September, brings together community members to honor and support the men and women who put their lives on the line every day — both at home and abroad.

Some of the best days with a camera are the ones you never planned on.
August 17th, 2025, was supposed to be just a regular day — no sessions, no shoots, just a quick trip to hang out with my sister and her friend while they made a brief appearance at a local horse show.

The Yawn captures a young foal named Percy mid-yawn, taken on a quiet May morning in 2024 in the hills of Appalachia, Ohio. There was nothing orchestrated about it—just a still moment in the pasture, soft light, and the slow rhythm of a newborn adjusting to the world.

By the time most photographers have found their footing, Tiffany Bumgardner has already lived five lifetimes’ worth of stories through her lens.

With 14 years behind the camera, photography for Tiffany isn’t just a job — it’s second nature. It’s the instinct to show up, even when it wasn’t planned.

The Dandelion was photographed from above, a simple overhead view of a flower most would call a weed. There was no dramatic landscape, no golden hour light. Just a quiet yard, a whisper of wind, and this small, radiant geometry—perfect in its symmetry, ephemeral in its purpose.

Every photographer knows that some of the most meaningful moments to capture are also the most chaotic. Recently, I had the chance to photograph something a little different — a day at the fair with my niece and a friend’s two boys. It was equal parts fun, frenetic, and full of learning curves.

This blog has followed me through seasons of change: artistic growth, personal reinvention, victories and rejections, burnout and bold new beginnings. It’s witnessed quiet moments behind the lens and the spectacular sunrises at sea. It’s been a journal, a portfolio, a space to process, and sometimes, just a place to breathe.

In photography, we often get caught in a cycle of chasing the perfect shot, the perfect light, the perfect moment that validates our work. We wonder if our photos will impress clients, win awards, or “go viral.” But Stephen King’s words pull us back to the real heart of art—it’s a vessel for life, not a bubble we escape into to avoid living.