Kris spent her first years in Sweden, an enchanted land where there surely are trolls, fairies and other mystical beings frolicking in the woods. But before she could confirm her fairytale theories, her family moved to Dallas, Texas, where she thought that she would ride a horse to school past cacti and tumbleweed while waving to her neighbor, JR, who lived a drama-filled life on South Fork.
It didn’t happen that way.
Instead, she started her art career early thanks to her mom who let her draw on the walls of her room. The undisputed masterpiece of her childhood occurred when she painted her sister’s face purple with a surgical marker unearthed from the depths of her father’s desk. With that timeless ink she created living art upon her 4-year-old sister’s perfect face that lasted for a glorious three months. Her grandmother, who was babysitting at the time, wept upon first laying eyes on this inaugural work. It was at that moment that Kris first knew that she wanted a visual career. As they say, the rest is history.
These days, Kris is a freelance photographer based in New Orleans + San Francisco. When not on assignment she can be found exploring Americana with a 4×5 view camera in tow.