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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'm sure this describes a lot of folks so I'm not bragging or anything.  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 feeling in the world.  I'm probably 60% introvert, 39% extrovert and 1% undervert.  I love to observe people doing people things. I'm definitely too self aware (I typed, deleted and re-typed this many times). I like to travel.  I love cooking and thought at one point I was going to be a chef. I read quite a bit. 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, got through a fair share of ludicrous situations and have a lot of stories as a result. I straightened up, went to community college where I worked briefly at a Ruby Tuesday frequented by Jerry Fallwell. Fun fact about him: He will knock back a whole glass of iced tea while maintaining eye contact and then tip 10 percent.  I transferred to the University of Virginia, 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) and also some absolute garbage (The Mysteries of Laura, a pilot with Zack Braff). I was good at the job. 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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