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 A BRIEF HISTORY 

I've always felt a little out of place in the world but I do a pretty decent job not letting anyone know. I spent a lot of time as a kid freaking out about the existential nature of self and learned early on making people laugh was the best solution to that anxiety.  I'm probably 60% introvert, 39% extrovert and 1% undervert.  I love to observe people doing people things.  I like to travel.  I love cooking for friends and family. I'm always halfway through several books at any given time. Few things are more enjoyable to me than laughing uncontrollably with really close friends at ridiculous things.

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I took my time getting to moderately functional adulthood. I worked a lot of odd jobs after high school, went to a lot of punk shows, got involved in the underground art scene of Richmond, met an assortment of characters, and have a lot of wild stories from those brief years of  youthful indulgence. I straightened up, went to community college and then transferred to the University of Virginia. I joined a debate club, cooked Spanish Tapas to pay rent, spent my summers working in a beach town and graduated with a degree in Anthropology and English. Then I moved to Brooklyn, New York.

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I began, what would become, a 15 year career working on network television shows and movies.  I started out driving a supply van and picking up trash, working my way up through the locations department assisting, then scouting, and eventually managing. I got to work on some pretty amazing projects (The Dark Knight Rises, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, Severance).  One time, I somehow ended up on the other side of the camera in an awkward scene with Woody Harrelson on a film called Wilson

 

I discovered my brain could handle juggling dozens of distinct moving parts with an imminent deadline without breaking completely.  I had a penchant for problem solving and my greatest asset to many of my bosses was that I left them alone while I got the job done. So, I would usually get handed some of the trickier but ultimately more interesting projects.  I just wasn't able to do the thing I actually wanted to do.  Be a creative.  

 

I'd been writing stories, sketches, jokes and yes, weirdly, even commercials since I was a kid. I did some open mics in New York and took a semester at the Upright Citizens Brigade. I found my people in those rooms. But the rent would always need to get paid and I'd get sucked back into the cycle of production.  I loved my time in New York and I did some pretty rewarding work.  I also gained valuable experience working on large scale productions. I know how the cogs fit together, work hard to get things done and know how to creatively troubleshoot on a deadline. I imagine this could be valuable in other jobs. But I believe I have more to contribute besides work ethic, self determination and the ability to multitask.  I'd like a job where I can be creative, purposeful and collaborate with other people that share this obsessive need to create. And beyond that, I really just want to create cool stuff with purpose that makes people feel something. 

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I want to work in advertising.

 ME AGAIN. 

 

I'd like to take a moment to explain this photo. It was taken by photographer Atsushi "Jima" Nishijima on the set of the HBO mini-series "I Know This Much Is True."  I think it makes me look like a mysterious Formula One driver discretely checking to see if his finger still smells like the coffee he spilled on turn three.  I don't have many pictures of myself appropriate for a professional portfolio website such as this one.  Most are far too wholesome and personal or require a level of security clearance to view that I doubt any of you have.  Any other photos taken of me contain acts of valor and bravery that would do me no favors in getting a job based solely on my skills and experience.  I'd risk being hired out of pure admiration and gratitude for the risks I've taken saving many, many, innocent lives.

 

Since I do not want you to take into consideration the many, many, innocent lives I've saved, why, then might you consider me?  I might have a unique creative voice, relatively adept at making work that folks can connect to while they spin—somewhat predictably—around on a chunk of rocky matter through an ever-expanding universe, with their own mortality looming on the horizon.

 

In a nutshell (i'm thinking pistachio), I balance the absurdity of existence with the sensibility of daily life. Can we laugh a little about the paste we spread on our sharp masticating mouth-bones to keep them presentable in social situations (at best) or from falling out all at once in a heap at our feet (at worst)? I've spent a lot of time keeping my ideas, stories and musings to myself and I'm ready to start sharing and hopefully collaborating with other like minded weirdos.

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