At age 10 I first looked down into the waist-level viewfinder of my mom's Mamiya C220 twin lens reflex camera, and was hooked. My dad re-purposed our single-car garage into a professional darkroom, and I spent the next several years in that dark chamber eerily cast red by a single dangling filament, hunched over chemical bins, wet paper images clipped by wooden clothes pins curling loosely overhead. I remained romanticized by that experience well into adulthood. In my mid-30s, my parents bought me a 50mm 1.4 Canon film lens, and with it I studied forensic photography. That same year, my brother bought me a Nikon D3000 digital. Photography for me was fully reborn. Since then, I have been fortunate to co-develop Ocediis Media, a Colorado-based media company founded by and co-operated with my brother.