I have been known by many names:
Jessica Black, WolfCat, JD, Jess, Gypsy, Amina Hafsa (trustworthy lioness), Najwa Sahirnee (secretive enchantment), Jezebel Crosse (the piratess), Nocticula (the gothess), Sorceress. I was given the new spiritual name of Irobelah Heugh Freagher September 2, 2006!

I am ARIES sun, Cancer rising, Libra moon

I was born April 12 in Oregon. I also lived in Alaska and Los Angeles (Hollywood) before moving to Riverside, CA

photo: Jen Lowery

I dream of being an ARTIST...

I have been taking pictures nearly my whole life. The first time I can remember actually pointing a camera and taking a photograph was in Yellowstone of my family. I was SIX.

I began taking PHOTOGRAPHS many years ago, somewhere in Hollywood, wandering the Sunset Strip and Gothic Underground. The addiction of capturing a moment, an image, something others didn't see... has become a part of me. My ESSENCE. I am fascinated by everything, and I am constantly framing the world around me in my mind with a viewfinder.

When I first see my photographs I usually hate them. After a few days I think they aren't so bad. In a few weeks I've singled out some pretty good ones. And after about a year or so... there it is. One shot that is PERFECT.

Sometimes the subject does not even exist any more. Fashions and hairstyles change, maybe there is a line or two in a face that wasn't there. Buildings get torn down, children grow up, landscapes are altered forever. Photography captures a moment FROZEN in time. I can travel back in my mind, but the image cannot be duplicated now. Life rearranges everything... all that remains is what I recorded. A glimpse. Evidence. TIMELESS.

And so I shoot... perched on a hillside trying to capture lighting. Following some over-active animal or bird through mountains or fields. Begging or bribing my family of friends to play dress up and let me record it. Watching and waiting for just the right light in the garden before the sun sets and slips away and the shot is gone.

With no photo addiction rehab centers in site, my condition is incurable ;-)

If LUCK is with me, a few, or maybe even ONE photograph will outlast my own memories and lifetime. A piece of me will be left behind. With its passage a photograph becomes PRICELESS. A work of ART.

...A DREAM