In 1994, I was gifted a collection of old film cameras. They belonged to my grandfather who had, by then, become too old to pursue his life-long interest in taking pictures. Accompanying those cameras was a book of photographs by Henri Cartier-Bresson called 'The Decisive Moment'. I was 21 years old and right then my life's passion had been sparked.
My photo education wasn't a formal one. I learned by doing. Street photography was the genre that interested me the most. After graduating from Georgetown in 1995, I moved back home to New York and I took to the streets, camera in hand, as often as possible. I would scour the city, looking for interesting faces, curious scenarios and inexplicable juxtapositions. The city was a wonderland of photographic possibilities and I couldn't get enough.
The first wedding I photographed was several years later, as a favor to a friend. I absolutely loved it. It took me about a year to make the transition into shooting weddings full-time.
I've been a full-fledged wedding photographer ever since.
I have a wife named Corey, a daughter named Violet and a son named Henry. We split our time between Brooklyn and Connecticut, where we live in a house named Olive.
