I grew up revisiting my Dad’s glory days on 35mm film. Years later, now I’m remembering to document my own.

When I was 17 I received a card from a family friend who was congratulating me on my recent achievement of graduating high school; The one sentence of advice written inside the card would go on to change my life, shape my work ethic, and is my personal master key to motivation.

How a coffee shop in Tennessee introduced me to a new train of thought on esteem, quality of work, and reaching a state of “creative invincibility”.