Where this website and the artwork began... 

My last year of college I took 4 studio classes to satisfy my art education requirements and the very last class I signed up for was photography. I bought a second-hand cannon camera for the class and it's still what I use to this day... and I am not planning on trading it in anytime soon! Each day I worked on my photography assignments I grew more facinated with the processes, I even developed a deep love for that first whiff that you get when you open a fresh container of film, I know I know....

We were given our first assignment on a Friday that was due that next Monday. That just happened to be the weekend that I was flying to Memphis for the first time to visit my dad. I shot my first assignment all over the streets of Memphis and came back to class with a unique to upstate SC roll of film. I printed my contact sheet from the film and began developing some rudimentary prints when my professor, Mr. Moody saw them and asked me to come outside into the hallway. There he looked at my contact sheet and asked me what year photography major I was... when I told him I was an art education major he got a bit put off and said, "What a waste" and handed me back my contact sheet. I was confused and a bit nervous to say the least, Mr. Moody looks like a European Santa Claus but a bit on the scary side and speaks with a very thick Scottish accent. Anyway, later on he told me I should consider switching majors to photography and I informed him I graduated in 5 weeks.

But by the end of the 5 weeks I was hooked on photography. I moved to Memphis the day after I graduated college and began working as a traveling art teacher visiting underfunded schools in Memphis, Mississippi and northern Arkansas. A parent contacted me one day to teach at her daughters school in Clarksdale, MS, a place I had never heard of but she was very nice and I agreed. That one little trip changed my life. I immediately feel inlove with the little Mississippi town that time seemed to have forgotten. I began driving out there whenever money would allow it and attending shows and always stopping into Cat Head Delta Blues and Folk Art Store, the best little store I have been to, ever!