Orlando born and raised photographer. I started photography when I was 15 and I saw a magazine featuring a photographer and their camera. I turned to my mom and said I wanted a camera. A real camera. So we went down to Best Buy, of all places, and picked up a Canon Rebel xi. It was a film camera with a kit lens. It wasn't the greatest, but what did I know?
In high school I got into photojournalism and headed up the school news paper. From there I moved to a real news paper as I studied journalism in college. Oddly enough, I didn't stay in journalism. I still regret that choice, in a small way, but given the almost utter collapse of the journalism field since then it probably was for the best.
During the time however I ended up working for a couple portrait studios. They weren't the most exciting, nor did they teach me much. If anything, I became slightly disenchanted. It was so commercialized and didn't portray anything about the people we photographed. It was, frankly, heartless. I wanted to make a difference and portrait sessions wasn't going to achieve that.
I ended up back in school, this time around for Political Science with an emphasis in environmental law and urban and regional planning. Yes, completely related to photography and film, I know. I had always been fascinated with the urban, built environment. I had dabbled in architecture and drafting when I was in high school but it never caught my eye quite like "place" did.
There's something magical about the way humans interact with each other and their environment. Sometimes it's a scary magic, that's terrible and tragic. My 6 years of political and history study didn't help with this outlook. Knowing the tragedies that play in our every day life can blind a person to the mundane beauty that's simply there.
I claim to be no master. I can only claim to see what I photograph. Nothing more. Nothing less.