"Les photographes s'occupent de choses qui disparaissent continuellement et quand elles ont disparu, rien sur terre ne peut les faire revenir."
"Les photographes s'occupent de choses qui disparaissent continuellement et quand elles ont disparu, rien sur terre ne peut les faire revenir."
“One of the most tragic parts of being Asian American right now is that no one believed in the reality of our radicalized trauma until now. […] How do Asian Americans heal from a lifestime of hidden realities and unspoken trauma unrecognized by others?” Jenny Wang Clinical Psychologist@asiansformentalhealth I’m tired. Last week was heavy, and […]
“One of the most tragic parts of being Asian American right now is that no one believed in the reality of our radicalized trauma until now. […] How do Asian Americans heal from a lifestime of hidden realities and unspoken trauma unrecognized by others?” Jenny Wang Clinical Psychologist@asiansformentalhealth I’m tired. Last week was heavy, and […]
“As the Asian American community continues to encourage each other to SPEAK UP, take up SPACE, and become VISIBLE, we also need to remember that these actions take immense courage and are costly. We need to be prepared to defend, protect, and support each other in these brave acts or we run the risk of […]
“As the Asian American community continues to encourage each other to SPEAK UP, take up SPACE, and become VISIBLE, we also need to remember that these actions take immense courage and are costly. We need to be prepared to defend, protect, and support each other in these brave acts or we run the risk of […]
I have not been able to stop crying. My heart is shredded. I realize that what I am about to share isn’t filtered, and probably won’t even be mindfully articulated. I’m just sharing what I feel. These women were somebody’s daughters, and perhaps mothers and sisters. Now, dead, because of a white man’s “bad day.” […]
I have not been able to stop crying. My heart is shredded. I realize that what I am about to share isn’t filtered, and probably won’t even be mindfully articulated. I’m just sharing what I feel. These women were somebody’s daughters, and perhaps mothers and sisters. Now, dead, because of a white man’s “bad day.” […]
Are you listening now? Do you see us now? My first reaction was rage, then sadness, then the impulse to say something, and then, do you know my next impulse was? To not say anything. “Be quiet, Tiffany. Be agreeable. Likable. Don’t rock the boat. No one else is reacting, so maybe you shouldn’t. Don’t react. […]
Are you listening now? Do you see us now? My first reaction was rage, then sadness, then the impulse to say something, and then, do you know my next impulse was? To not say anything. “Be quiet, Tiffany. Be agreeable. Likable. Don’t rock the boat. No one else is reacting, so maybe you shouldn’t. Don’t react. […]
Last month was the end of a chapter for me and Ellias, and I didn’t know how to process or talk about it until now. My last day breastfeeding Ellias was at 23.5 months. This image was taken a couple of weeks prior to our last days of nursing and unearths so many emotions in […]
Last month was the end of a chapter for me and Ellias, and I didn’t know how to process or talk about it until now. My last day breastfeeding Ellias was at 23.5 months. This image was taken a couple of weeks prior to our last days of nursing and unearths so many emotions in […]
Sometimes I catch myself being withholding of my love and praise for my children. I know it sounds kind of horrible. The truth is … it comes from a deeply ingrained and treacherous lie that if I offer too much love or praise that it will somehow inflate their egos to the point of making […]
Sometimes I catch myself being withholding of my love and praise for my children. I know it sounds kind of horrible. The truth is … it comes from a deeply ingrained and treacherous lie that if I offer too much love or praise that it will somehow inflate their egos to the point of making […]
Four months, a million trips to the hardware store, prying toddler fingers off of paint rollers and out of open cabinets, and here we are: almost all unpacked with the exception of a few open boxes of frames, and making this space our home — one fresh coat of paint and thoughtful detail at time. […]
Four months, a million trips to the hardware store, prying toddler fingers off of paint rollers and out of open cabinets, and here we are: almost all unpacked with the exception of a few open boxes of frames, and making this space our home — one fresh coat of paint and thoughtful detail at time. […]
The room was dark, save for the slivers of light from the hallway peeking underneath the heavy curtain. I heard mouse clicks and the clacking of keyboards in-between the hum of the air conditioner and the sound of my shaky breath. But otherwise, just silence, and the reverberating of sound from the monitor. A heartbeat. […]
The room was dark, save for the slivers of light from the hallway peeking underneath the heavy curtain. I heard mouse clicks and the clacking of keyboards in-between the hum of the air conditioner and the sound of my shaky breath. But otherwise, just silence, and the reverberating of sound from the monitor. A heartbeat. […]
I have been battling a serious hair loss sitch the last couple of years. No one told me that after you have children you start to bald. Day after day the dark strands I’ve known all my life slowly transition to silver, and fall to the ground, much to my vacuum’s chagrin. The bags under […]
I have been battling a serious hair loss sitch the last couple of years. No one told me that after you have children you start to bald. Day after day the dark strands I’ve known all my life slowly transition to silver, and fall to the ground, much to my vacuum’s chagrin. The bags under […]
In a matter of months, you will be starting first grade. What will you wear on your official first day of school? Will it be your favorite pink dress — the one with the stars that used to be sparkle in the sunlight but have since dulled and scattered its shine amongst the floorboards and […]
In a matter of months, you will be starting first grade. What will you wear on your official first day of school? Will it be your favorite pink dress — the one with the stars that used to be sparkle in the sunlight but have since dulled and scattered its shine amongst the floorboards and […]
about tiffany chi photography
An introductory video
published work
My work has been featured in prominent publications such as La Peche Journal, The Fount Collective, Shoutout Los Angeles, Voyage Los Angeles, and The Motherhood Anthology
Our story
From California, to Paris, to Motherhood.
This is my story.
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Investment for your custom
Portrait Session begins at $1949.
Fill out my Contact Form to get started!
Upon inquiry, you will receive a Collection Guide of detailed pricing & offers.
Please inquire at least one month prior to your desired Session Date.
Availability for Fall & Holiday Bookings is limited.
I can't wait to hear from you!