Pixley Creates

About Me

Traveler, photographer, writer and technologist, collecting stories through travel and mailing handwritten letters from her desk.

Letters from Pixley: a portrait beside a watercolor world map, a compass, and a globe

the map is still mostly unpainted.

People are always trying to figure out what their passion is or what they’re supposed to be doing in this world. I think sometimes the answer is much simpler than we make it. Pay attention to the thing you do that feels almost effortless—the thing other people look at and wonder, How do you do that so easily? That might be a pretty good clue that you’re already doing something you’re naturally aligned with.

For me, it’s photography, video, and telling the stories of people, places, and things I encounter along the way. Letters from Pixley is where I get to turn that passion into something tangible. I share the stories I collect, and I transform my own photographs into art prints or coloring pieces that you can color, keep, frame, or make completely your own.

There’s a line from Lydia in Beetlejuice that I’ve always loved: “I myself am strange and unusual.” I relate to her curiosity and the way she notices things other people walk right past. I’ve always had a lively imagination, a lot of questions, and an appreciation for the little details that make life interesting. Those qualities shape how I connect with people and how I see the world.

That curiosity led me into a 15-year career as a photographer and later into travel journalism. For seven years, I authored Worth the Drive for WRCTV, traveling throughout Washington, D.C., Maryland, and Virginia, meeting fascinating people, discovering incredible places, and collecting stories along the way.

Sarah reaching toward the peaks above Machu Picchu in the morning sun, a woven scarf around her shoulders

the same person, both times.

I’ve also always loved technology. I like tinkering with electronics, figuring out how something works, and wondering what else it could do. That interest became a career in cybersecurity, technical sales, strategy, and automation, including working for and with Fortune 100 technology companies. Solving a technical problem draws on the same curiosity that makes me pick up a camera or ask someone about their life.

Letters from Pixley brings these interests together through writing, photography, art, and found curiosities. It’s a way to share what catches my attention and create a little more connection through something as simple as a letter.

Sarah in profile, chin resting on her hand, smiling out over a terraced hillside, in black and white
still asking

Today, as you read this, this is where those paths come together. It’s a place for stories collected through travel, photographs that preserve moments most people walk past, handwritten letters that remind us to slow down, and businesses built to empower others through publishing, AI, and automation.

Technology should create more space for living, not less.

Sarah

I believe technology should create more space for living, not less, and that creativity has the power to bridge cultures, spark meaningful conversations, and inspire people to build lives that are deeply aligned with who they are.

Sarah from behind at a wooden railing, a woven bag on her shoulder, looking down a green Andean valley

room to live in, first.

If something I create encourages you to explore a little farther, think a little deeper, or believe a little more in what’s possible, then I’ve accomplished exactly what I set out to do.

The same camera, both worlds.

A house in the English rain, and a city on an Andean ridge. Nothing connects them except that I stood in both, which turns out to be enough to write about.

I’m excited to share my photographs with you.

A Gothic revival country house of pale stone with pinnacles and tall chimneys, seen across a lawn past the dark leaves of a copper beech
Where the garden kept its secrets
A clipped grass path between low box hedges running straight to the arched stone porch of a Gothic revival house
A little farther through the same dream
The roofless nave of a ruined stone abbey, a tall pointed arch standing open to the sky above cropped grass
I walked up and felt home
The stone terraces and buildings of Machu Picchu spread below its peak, with green valleys and the ridge line of the Andes beyond
Where the mountains remember everything

Sarah

P.S.Would you like me to send you a letter?

Letters from Pixley

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Two hands holding a small stack of kraft envelopes printed with a line of flying birds, on a sunlit desk beside a trailing plant
yours, when you like