I was not born a photographer / I simply fell in love with it along the way.
I was born a musician.
I grew up listening to my dad playing the accordion and singing cajun music and I wanted nothing more to follow in his footsteps[minus the cajun music, obviously]. I was lucky to be able to do what I loved, and then in 2010 I started having seizures due to complications of type one diabetes. The seizures got worse and worse over the next couple of months and my doctors decided to see if I would be a candidate for a pancreas transplant. At this point in time I made the decision to stop touring and start settling down. I proposed to my now wife, Hilary on stage at my final concert in July of 2010. Less than 6 months later after only seven days on a transplant list, I received the pancreas that would change my life.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
I had a hard three month recovery ahead of me and nothing besides a tv, my newly purchased camera, and my laptop to keep me entertained. After selling all of my musical instruments, I decided to purchase one of those “real nice cameras” and I knew nothing of what to do with it. So, I learned.
In the beginning youtube was my best friend and before long I had Hilary setting up lights around my pill bottles so that I could practice, as I had worn out my welcome of photographing her.
Photography became a part of who I am.
Just as the new organ was making itself at home in my body, photography was making itself at home in my heart. Once I got my discharge papers, there was no turning back. I was begging friends to model for me and I was jumping at any chance to work with photographers who’s work I drooled over.
Fast forward a few years.
My wife, Hilary are still deeply in love. She attends Med School and we have a beautiful French Mastiff, Ash. I get the opportunity to travel the world as a photographer capturing moments that will last a life time and I wouldn’t change that for the world.
Love is wonderful.