About vera Gosic

My creative journey began in 2009 when I moved to the United States. Portrait photography quickly became my first creative outlet as I discovered my passion for capturing authentic moments and human connections. Life on the East Coast was filled with moments with my daughter, especially our weekend photo adventures. We would wake up at 4 AM and head to the beach to catch the perfect sunrise. I treasure those peaceful mornings when we'd sit quietly watching bunnies and deer roaming freely, unafraid of human presence. I can still feel the gentle ocean breeze and the first rays of sun on my skin as dawn broke over the horizon. in 2015, a move to California opened a new chapter. The West Coast inspired me to expand beyond portraiture, though I still carry that same love for capturing authentic moments, whether it is the face of a person or the glow of the desert sunrise.

There's something magical about seeing the world through a creative lens. I found myself lost in the works of master portrait photographers, studying how they revealed the person behind the face and told the story behind the smile. What fascinates me most is that elusive perfect moment - when guards drop, when masks slip away, when we're emotionally bare. These are the moments I chase. In a world where we're all carefully curating our image, there's something profoundly beautiful about capturing someone's authentic self.

Through my lens, I seek more than just a flattering photo. I'm searching for that flash of truth, that split second when everything real rises to the surface. It might be a genuine laugh, a thoughtful pause, or that quiet vulnerability that makes us human. Every portrait session is a gentle dance between comfort and revelation. My greatest joy comes from creating a space where people feel safe enough to be truly seen, where authenticity isn't just allowed - it's celebrated.

A Few Fun Facts About Me:

Trip: In 2018, I embarked on a 5-week road trip with my daughter along the West Coast. We explored everything from Morro Bay to Cannon Beach, Painted Hills, and Lake Tahoe. What I cherished most was having minimal cell reception—forcing us to disconnect from screens and connect with each other through hiking, playing games, and talking by the campfire. We returned home with countless funny stories and inside jokes that still make us giggle with just a simple phrase that only we understand.

Place: One of my favorite places in the world is Joshua Tree. I still remember the first time I went — it was for my 34rd birthday. The moment I stepped out of the car, I wanted to kiss the ground. The warm desert breeze, the stillness, and that deep, peaceful feeling instantly wrapped around me. That night I laid on a blanket under the stars, completely mesmerized by the Milky Way, and stayed awake until morning, not wanting to miss a single moment.

Since that day, Joshua Tree has become my little escape. I visit every year, and it’s turned into a special weekend getaway for me and my daughter. I love the way mornings start out cold, and how you can slowly watch the sun rise over the hills, painting everything gold. The Joshua trees stand like quiet old souls, twisted and beautiful, each one with its own strange and perfect shape. No matter how many times I go, it always feels like magic.

Flow: Once I'm in the zone, I forget time, hunger, and sometimes even where I parked my car! The world narrows to just what I see through my lens. My ADHD means I have about 100 ideas per minute, but it also helps me see beauty in the unexpected. I can work for days without a single break when I'm in hyperfocus mode—fair warning if you value your life, you won't interrupt me with trivial things like "dinner," "sleep," or "the building is on fire." Just slowly back away :)

Guilty Pleasure: Bubble baths, which I indulge in an inappropriate amount of times a week. It's where I meditate and recharge. Sometimes during a particularly stressful workday, I'll even take a midday bubble bath to reset my mind.

Quote: "What if all of it works out?" This phrase is tattooed on my wrist—one of three tattoos I have. I discovered it during a self-development workshop years ago. While navigating a difficult period in my life, these words became my mantra and helped more than I can describe. Staying positive and believing things will work out in the end is half of every success story.

“Someone I loved once gave me

a box full of darkness.

It took me years to understand

that this, too, was a gift.”

-Mary Oliver