Every Saturday, there was my dad or mom… waiting for me at 2am in the parking lot to pick me up from a wedding I had DJ’d. It was then I knew I loved weddings. I loved love. And, I loved music for its ability to evoke emotion. But something was missing.
That summer of 2016, my life changed in so many ways. I graduated high school, I turned 18, my father lost his battle to cancer, and I was starting college. Suddenly, I had no clue what I wanted to do. I thought it was music. I thought it could be computers, but, neither of those things made sense without my father.
I was overwhelmingly lost. Music became my best friend and a way to breath. It had a way of touching me and comforting me in ways nothing else did. It told a story. Every day, I would spend countless hours on YouTube, learning, listening to others stories, watching music videos, and finding a world to get lost in.
It was in those moments I realized, I loved stories. I wanted to tell stories. And, the combination of music and video was how I wanted to do that.
I took all the money I had saved, and bought myself a $500 camera and built myself a $800 computer so I could pursue this new-found passion. I would film and take pictures of anyone or anything. I had no clue what I was doing, but all I knew was that I loved it.
Two years of community college, a gaming YouTube channel, two internships, three housing changes, and countless projects with friends later, I filmed my first wedding. And, two weddings after that, I got paid to do what I loved.
I took any learning opportunity I had the chance to. Now, just two years later, I own a company, have filmed over 30 weddings, have gotten to travel the country doing what I love, have gotten to tell stories, and most importantly dream big.
Filming isn’t just a job to me. Neither is music. It’s what wakes me up in the morning. It brings me life and fulfillment. Telling stories is what I was born to do, with a camera in my backpack, a cup of coffee in my hand, and headphones over my ears.