Filmmaking has always been a part of my life. I grew up on film sets and watched the best people in the world make movies. It wasn’t until I turned 23 that I decided to try making one of my own. For the 13 years prior I had been training in Classical Piano, guitar and electric bass. Music is my first love, but movie making both narrative and conceptual captured my imagination a few years ago and hasn’t let go. A few projects into my career I realized I make movies so I can score them.
All sorts of things. Architecture. Photography. Music. Paintings. Books. Great Conversations. Arguments. The sound of someone’s voice. The way the light hits a street corner at mid-day. Influence subconsciously seeps into me at anytime, anywhere, in any form. It’s not until I make something that I look in the rear view and realize what exactly it was.
A new work comes seemingly at random. It sneaks up on me, whispers something in my ear that makes my hair stand on end, and runs off. The work you see are the little whispers I cared enough to catch. That Whisper and I sit down for a few months and go back and forth with one another until we feel confident enough to yell our crazy idea from the rooftops until the next one comes along.
Narratively, I’m working on a screenplay about the American Dustbowl Crisis which I will turn into a movie. On the conceptual side, I’m waiting on the right whisper to come along.