Helpers
When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.
— Fred Rogers

I’ve always been a “helper”. When I was young and was asked what I wanted to do when I grew up, I didn’t know the answer to that question but I knew that I wanted to help people. Looking down my path of life, I see I’ve done just that.

I was a server for many years, I loved it and I was good at it. I started college to be a nurse but realized I wanted to help people before they got sick, to prevent sickness, so I became a massage therapist. I loved that job too. Then, I found CrossFit. I became obsessed. I found a way to help people help themselves. I am all about giving people the tools to help themselves, because fuck taking care of them forever, you gotta step up and take the reins of your life. Again, with photography. My images have purpose, to show you how I see you. I see beautiful.

I see beauty in everything. I even see beauty in this destruction. No, not the broken trees, the piles of twisted metal and crumbling concrete. The beauty is in in the potential. The beauty is in the helpers. The ones who have sprung to action. The ones who are shining light on those who now have nothing. I am in awe of our community. I see what people are doing, how they have stopped their life in order to make others safe, more comfortable and able to start over, providing the basic necessities. The helpers are helping and it’s beautiful.

I’m hoping in becoming a realtor my ability to help has increased. I truly believe life is about learning and growing. In living, I’ve gained the tools to make me a better human being and each step of my life has led to to a better place to be of service.

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Artist, dreamer, lover of life. Former gym owner redefining me.