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I actually just want to take a minute and write something quick.  For those of you that know me, you know that I rarely gloat, if ever, and try to be as humble about as much as possible.  I always feel awkward when I get compliments, specifically about my photography.  I’m not sure why, I just never really know what to do besides nervously giggle and say thanks.  I’m glad that many of you enjoy the things that I post, and am thankful for it.  I’ve been shooting for a bunch of years now and have never really considered it a career path until after high school, and late into college.  My first few years of college I was the most lost, and had no idea what I was doing with anything.  While everyone was declaring majors already in their first or second years, I didn’t declare a major until the beginning of my third year, and then switch the next semester.  My current school does not have any art program whatsoever.  Wait, no, I’m wrong.  You’re able to have a minor in art, which I’ve already completed.  I’m now graduating with a BA in political science, and have questionable attitudes towards grad school in what I truly want to do: photojournalism.  From what you can see here, I take a great deal of interest in portrait, street/candid, and photo story-esque styles, as it brings the greatest truth and genuineness into life.  Above is my acceptance into one of the most prestigious photography schools in the nation.  The perfectionist in me is irked at not clinching a spot in the MFA program, but the other part of me explains that their MFA program is a general studies program, and the one program in photojournalism will more than likely serve my needs equally, if not more.  To be offered a spot in a program that accepts 35-40 students is mind blowing, to say the least.  To be offered a spot in programs that included people that are regularly published in Time, NY times, NatGeo, Life, and whom all are respected professionals and are actively involved in the community, would not be a more perfect environment to better my skills.   Life is good right now.

I actually just want to take a minute and write something quick.  For those of you that know me, you know that I rarely gloat, if ever, and try to be as humble about as much as possible.  I always feel awkward when I get compliments, specifically about my photography.  I’m not sure why, I just never really know what to do besides nervously giggle and say thanks.  I’m glad that many of you enjoy the things that I post, and am thankful for it.  I’ve been shooting for a bunch of years now and have never really considered it a career path until after high school, and late into college.  My first few years of college I was the most lost, and had no idea what I was doing with anything.  While everyone was declaring majors already in their first or second years, I didn’t declare a major until the beginning of my third year, and then switch the next semester.  My current school does not have any art program whatsoever.  Wait, no, I’m wrong.  You’re able to have a minor in art, which I’ve already completed.  I’m now graduating with a BA in political science, and have questionable attitudes towards grad school in what I truly want to do: photojournalism.  From what you can see here, I take a great deal of interest in portrait, street/candid, and photo story-esque styles, as it brings the greatest truth and genuineness into life.  Above is my acceptance into one of the most prestigious photography schools in the nation.  The perfectionist in me is irked at not clinching a spot in the MFA program, but the other part of me explains that their MFA program is a general studies program, and the one program in photojournalism will more than likely serve my needs equally, if not more.  To be offered a spot in a program that accepts 35-40 students is mind blowing, to say the least.  To be offered a spot in programs that included people that are regularly published in Time, NY times, NatGeo, Life, and whom all are respected professionals and are actively involved in the community, would not be a more perfect environment to better my skills.  

Life is good right now.