Margo Turner

Thank you for being here!

I was born and raised in sunny Florida; a barefoot child with sandy toes and sun-kissed cheeks along the shores of the Gulf. In 2017, life brought me to Idaho. I had no clue how much that place would shape me. Over the next five years, the desert plateau became the backdrop for my transformation. My soul stretched, grew, and quietly began to bloom.

Then, in 2023, I followed the road even farther north and found myself in Alaska, and something in me clicked. I’ve fallen head over heels for the midnight sun and deep darkness of the winter featuring watercolor auroras, the fireweed summers, and the glittering snowy season. I hope I get to stay here always, wandering through the trees and basking in the wild peace only Alaska seems to hold.

Though my childhood belonged to the sea, it’s the forested hills that now cradle my spirit. Trees lean in like old friends, moss muffles the world’s noise, and Mother Earth embraces me whispering, “You’re home.”

Photography has always lived in me. The hallway of my childhood home was a gallery of memory, portraits of the people who shaped my life and the ones who came before. As a kid I always wanted the disposable camera at every family gathering and celebration, chasing moments I never wanted to lose, holding onto the smiles and happiness so it would never disappear. When the time came to sort through my grandmother’s things, it was the photographs that held me longest. Those images, the ones worn soft with time, are treasures.

Now, I get to do the same for others. To witness, to capture, and to preserve the moments that matter, the mundane and extraordinary.

<Photograph captured by Popp Photography>