Greenville, SC

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To borrow words from the great designer Milton Glaser, I want to make photographs that inform and delight. 

I come from a long line of men who care about their hair. I'm southern and have the manners, drawl and pocket knife to prove it. I've been married for for the better part of 20 years to my wife Carla and she completes me. She's an amazing graphic designer and she lets me have a desk right beside her. We have a 14-year-old daughter named Scout. She is the coolest person I've ever met. She's an up and coming singer/songwriter and plays the upright bass, guitar, and the ukulele. She's kind of a big deal. We also have a 2-year-old manchild named Charlie. To date, he's proven to be really good at disturbing the peace and entertaining. 

We have 8, errrr 1 chicken, now and 15 on the way. They make us breakfast. Not like that. Eggs, people. C'mon! We used to have one cat. His name was Phineas. He was a non-contributing member of society. 

I've been a drummer for 30 years or so and an embarrassment to guitarists for almost as long. Like my camera equipment, my drum kit is a healthy mix of really old fragile stuff that I love and new fancy gear. Film, digital, medium format, mirrorless, drones, old drums, new cymbals; they're just tools and all have their place. 

I don't leave home without my waders and fly rod. You never know where a creek may present itself in my part of the country. 

I don't leave home without my camera. You never know where humanity may present itself; every time I don't have my camera, I regret it. 

I'll probably never own a Leica. I grew up on Nikons. I'm madly in love with Fujifilm and the Mamiya RZ67. There's magic in every Polaroid photograph. 

I hope to spend the remainder of my time here reflecting the love of Jesus, making some good pictures, singing and playing good music with my friends, catching a mess of trout, and sharing the open road with my wife and kids. 

I am thankful for the clients who've chosen to entrust their projects with me.

I am thankful for a God who loves me.


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