I've been a daydreamer, a writer and a storyteller for as long as I can remember. As a child, I'd often force my younger brother to perform scripted reenactments of some of my favorite stories—The Nutcracker chief among them, as I was enchanted by the idea of being whisked away for a night into a fairy tale land of sugarplum fairies. I was a voracious reader, gobbling up books as though they were treats in short supply, and I could often be found holed up in the corner of my room with a notebook and pen in hand, scribbling down bits of poetry on long summer afternoons.
It wasn't until my college years that I began to develop a serious interest in photography. I found comfort and solace in the quiet of the darkroom and the sweet scent of chemicals filling my nose as images floated beneath the water's surface, waiting to emerge.
I've left the darkroom behind and have since traded in my old Minolta for a Canon DSLR, but the strange, hypnotic beauty of an image coming to life before my eyes—that's the kind of magic that never fades.
My journey towards become a full-time photographer has been filled with its fair share of twists and turns. After graduating with a Bachelor's degree in Graphic Design from Emory & Henry College in 2011, I began working as an assistant art director, while simultaneously taking up the post of Creative Director for London-based FAULT Magazine. Once 2014 rolled around, I decided to venture into the world of marketing, and—at long last—I have returned to my roots in visual storytelling.
I'm at a loss for words as how to describe the style of the images I create. I'm inspired by so many things—plants in shop windows, the delicate slant of light that falls on my living room floor shortly after noon, the artwork of classic painters like Degas and Botticelli. I'm inspired by the books I read, the scars left over from my own past, half-remembered dreams and snippets of bird song. Most importantly, however, I'm inspired by the beautiful human beings who fill my life with so much light and joy.