Me? Not a big fan of talking about me, but here goes . . .
most of my life, I’ve been a storyteller of one kind or another.
When I was five, I’d put on impromptu theatrical performances for my parents’ dinner guests. This prompted my folks to enroll me in acting classes; the better part of my formative years were spent on stage. While attending arts school, I learned the fundamentals of photography, back when the art form was still mostly analog. I can still remember the acrid aroma of the developer fluid in the darkroom. I’ve tried my hand at writing fiction more than once or twice and co-produced and starred in a full-length independent feature film (still in post-production). But photography? I’m obsessed. I mean, at night, I dream about it. Seriously. Conceiving of and setting up shoots. Editing images. And when I wake up, I’m always stoked to realize it’s my actual, real-life job.
I really enjoy the challenges and creative constraints of telling a story, teasing out meaning and emotion, in a single, two-dimensional frame. So, yeah, every time I show up to a shoot, no matter the occasion, be it a local or destination wedding, an event, or family lifestyle session, I’m fired up and ready to craft some killer images.
Hm. Let’s see. What else? I’m a husband who definitely married up. And I’m a dad. Our kids, Silas and Penelope, are both bitchin’ human beings. I love fatherhood. It’s mostly joy and delight, punctuated by moments of sheer terror. Haha! Thanks for listening to my story.