David O’Riordan

I’ve been photographing professionally since 2008, capturing moments and stories through the lens with a deep passion for storytelling. As a proud member of the Professional Photographers of America, I specialize in studio, portrait, and documentary photography, creating images that resonate with authenticity and emotion.

Over the years, I’ve had the privilege of working with Grammy Award-winning artists and contributing to publications across Europe and the United States. My work reflects a blend of technical expertise and a deep appreciation for the art of visual storytelling—a passion rooted in my heritage. My great-grandfather, a photographer himself, documented history with the very camera I now cherish, which once captured the Titanic as it departed the Irish coast.

With experience spanning film, large, medium format, and digital photography, I’ve documented people and places around the globe. From the timeless beauty of Ireland, where I was born and raised, to the diverse landscapes of Arizona, where I now call home since immigrating to the U.S. in 2014, my journey has shaped my creative vision.

I would be honored to help tell your story, creating images that are as meaningful as they are timeless.

  • The Princess

    Beneath the sun’s warm golden beams, A princess wanders lost in dreams. Her gown flows soft through flowers wild, A regal heart, yet nature’s child.

  • Irish Eyes

    In emerald eyes, the ocean sways, An Irish boy dreams of far-off days. The waves hold stories, bold and grand, Of journeys made to a promised land.

  • Cherry Springs

    A pathway winds through crimson flame, Where cherry trees burn autumn’s name. Each step whispers a fleeting song, Of seasons past and days so long.

  • Expecting Dreams

    Beneath the sky’s soft pastel glow, An expectant mother walks below. The waves hum lullabies, calm and deep, Cradling dreams she’s yet to keep.

  • Subtle Light

    The light caresses, warm and true, Tracing contours, soft and new. A back turned still, its story told, In hues of amber, light and gold.

  • The Voyage

    Weathered hands and eyes of steel, The seasoned sailor rides the keel. Each line etched deep by storms and spray, A map of oceans, night and day.

  • Dreaming of Fall

    Dreaming of fall, where colors ignite, Crimson and gold in soft twilight. A whisper of leaves in the cool, crisp air, A fleeting season, beyond compare.

  • Mountains Cold

    From the mountain pass, it roars to life, A snowstorm cuts the air like a knife. Whirls of white in a wild ballet, As the peaks give winter its fierce display.

  • Hope in the Shadows

    Her hands clasp tight, her Bible near, A quiet prayer through pain and fear. The world around her fades away, As hope takes root where shadows stay.

  • The Elder

    His eyes, deep wells of joy and strife, Hold stories of a village’s life. Through trials faced and dreams held near, They shine with wisdom, calm and clear.

  • StandingRock

    He walks with steps both firm and free, A bridge between what was and will be. Through ancient ways, his spirit flows, In him, the voice of a people grows.

  • Timeless Strength

    Through winter’s veil of silent white, The bison moves, a steadfast sight. Its breath, a cloud in the frozen air, A timeless strength, both wild and rare.

  • The Fiddler

    In black and white, the notes take flight, A world of sound in shadowed light. Each chord, each pause, a story sings, Of heart and soul, and trembling strings.

  • Lady in Red

    A lady in red, a bold, bright flame, Against winter’s hush, she stakes her claim. The snow bends soft to her vibrant hue, A striking contrast, fierce and true.

  • Strength

    Amidst the clang of weights and sweat, She builds a haven some haven’t met. With strength and grace, she paves the way, A lady of power, bold as day.