If growing up in northwest Washington DC in the early 90s taught me anything, it was that I needed to find something worthwhile and then figure out a way to do it for a living.
I’d say that it started with the disposable, drugstore box cameras - the escape, I mean. I think that I’d thought that I’d needed to, at once, both confront the world as it was and then assert my existence in it. As it happens, the only way that I knew to insist that I existed just happened to also be the only way that I knew that I could compose the world that I saw around me in the way that I saw it. In a way, I was lucky; I realize now that I had learned sympathy, the power of perspective, and the means to rouse and/or convey some combination of one or the other at six years old. And, that was that. My escape was to document where I’d been, what happened while I was there, and who was with me… photography had found its way into my life. I’ve been documenting my life in one way or another ever since.
Years later I found that I was using photography and videography to fill a void, to speak what I felt in my heart, and to connect with other cultures and places. Still later, photography taught me to think differently - I learned to what it meant to be a completionist, to work with a team, to be observant, and most importantly to listen. Before I realized it, I’d learned to be a asset.
In January 2014 I moved to New York City and couch surfed until I landed a job at what was once Major League Baseball Productions. It was there that my background in fine arts encountered the idea of executive consensus. The duality of fine art photography and a professional production environment helped my sense of pre-visualization, pre-production, shooting in the field, shooting in studios, shooting in a fake studio that I’ve just constructed in a hotel conference room, organization, teamwork, and professionalism grow in an office setting.
I walked in a compassionate artist and walked away a compassionate professional.
“The single most important component of a camera is the twelve inches behind it.”
“…every worthwhile human endeavor depends on the highest levels of concentration and mastery of basic tools.”
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