In 2004 after graduating high school I packed up my bags and moved to the Central Coast of California. I joined the community college brigade and signed up for my first photography class: an introduction to black & white using the darkroom process. My instructor combined with chance encounters with peers turned the art of photography into my passion quickly. The teacher told me stories of a different side of life (to me); about the Baja coast, living in vans, surfing and a keen sense of adventure. At the same time every Friday during that semester I started learning alternative techniques that he was practicing in his own personal work and because of those open lab days I became addicted to photography. It was fresh, it was exciting and it was the first time I was able to find my voice.