"If there is film left in the camera, use it!"
-Aunt Mary
My mama's heart and cheekbones are the most beautiful creations of this earth. I was my grandmother's favorite and no one will ever argue differently.
When I'm not screaming "Roll Tide", you can find me in the bayou. I'm a true southerner with a love for family and good food. Documentaries, museums and Sam Cooke's music feed my soul. My love for Anita Baker and Aretha Franklin is overwhelming. I'm captivated by the technique, grace and fluidity of ballerinas. When I grow up, maybe I'll become one. My nephew is the cutest bunch of cells that ever formed. I believe that the perfect fedora does exist. I'm a serial loner and a true Aquarian who needs to be surrounded by water. I'm a certifiable "mama's girl", we're attached at the hip. Champagne and traveling solo are THE dynamic duo. Photography is my passion and writing is a dedicated hobby.
My life has a purpose.
My life has a purpose.
My life has a purpose.
meet the artist
Alabama Bred, New Orleans Fed
I'm grateful for a community in rural Alabama that continues to water my seeds. I 'm forever indebted to my tribe in New Orleans who encouraged me to make this beautiful city my home. Most of all, I'm thankful that I listened to my heart and I know how it sounds when God places his hands on it.
i'm thankful for a career that has allowed me to see the world and to photograph the people around it.
It's a result of prayer and promise; an homage to the generations who stood before me. I'm my ancestors wildest dreams. I'm a premonition of a completed assignment. I grew up with high expectations and high praise. The interiors of my life were filled with women who worked, sacrificed and pushed me beyond my limits. My entire existence is gratitude to the 100th power.
I've been asked this question a number of times and the answer never shifts. My life is a reflection of love and labor.
How Did I get Here?
proud to have been named a top Photographer by:
— Matt C.
"We made the decision that Mo will always be our photographer for everything that we do."
Holding more degrees than a thermometer, my sisters are the most intelligent and capable women on the planet. The professor, the professor, the attorney, the poet, the artist, the giver, the taker, the smart aleck, the screamer, the mover, the shaker, the baker, the way-maker, the negotiator, the lover of music, the drama queen, the unicorn and the obsessor of Andre'3000; I've never had anyone annoy me like my sisters. My mom's face changes depending on which one of us is walking through the door. My dad has finally turned us over to "road side assistance." His days as our car mechanic and chauffeur are officially over. Each one of us has a different personality, but we all seem to morph into the same person whenever we're in each other's presence.
I'm Qiana's eye for art.
I'm Mia's ear for music.
I'm Niya's sarcastic mouth and sensitive spirit.
I am my sister's keeper.
My sisters
are god's gifts to the world.
Mia
Qiana
Niya
The Kitchen Table
It's my mama's favorite song. From the moment I was born, my entire family has carved a specific path that has allowed me to flourish beyond belief. My STEPS have truly been ordered and guided to a compelling realization in knowing that failing isn't an option. The stories that have been told from the "kitchen table" are both joyous and solemn. It was a time when injustice was a normality and hope was an urban myth. Listening to these stories and knowing the sacrifices of each family member reminds me that my existence is more than valuable. My cousin Kim's favorite quote is "I can show you better than I can tell you." In other words, just watch me. Our family is known for tough life and tough love moments. My mom grew up in a home with seven siblings. My dad, thirteen. Most of the siblings are women who have stood in the doorway and blocked my stupidity on several occasions. These same women have also met me at The Kitchen Table and taught me the art of cooking without measuring.
We don't measure in this family.
We don't measure success.
Most importantly, we don't measure love.
Order my steps.
The Davis Family Collection of History and Special Memories
Ancestors on the wall
