I was born on the first day of winter in the final year of the seventies. My mother is a dog groomer, my father was a steelworker. I was born and raised in the town that gave birth to the oil Industry, Titusville, Pennsylvania. I attended the University of Pennsylvania with hopes of being an All-American javelin thrower and doctor. Five years later I left Penn as a photographer with four surgeries under my belt. Life takes its own course.
I am driven by my desire to photograph passionate people. We should work together.
