I am an up and coming, Award Winning, Freelance Sports Photographer and Photojournalist.
Photos and written works have featured in or published by Dave Campbell's Texas Football, The Baytown Sun, Galveston Daily News, The Anahuac Progress and The Vindicator.
In a small Texas town, 45 minutes outside of Houston is where I started my photography business in 2020, and still call home.
The passion for taking pictures started with a 10th grade photography class at Delta Junction High School, Alaska.
My art teacher, Mrs. Turner who came to Alaska from California, would give assignments as simple as "go out and shoot the world you live in".
After winding a roll of black and white film from a spool in the dark room, we would end up on a mountaintop piled into somebody's Subaru with our snowboards, taking pictures of everything all the way to the bottom of the slopes.
Being in a military family had me finishing 12th grade in Alabama.
I started work as an Electrician in 1995. I joined a union, IBEW l.U. 136 Birmingham Alabama, in 1999.Working mostly and going to college some, studying art at Jacksonville State University, Until I met my 3rd wife in 2003.
After losing her battle with alcoholism and passing in 2013, it would still be another half a decade until I had a camera in hand for the first time in 25 years.
Moving to Texas in 2014 with my 4th wife and our 6-month-old daughter was a dream come true.
Mastering the electrical trade and moving into Electrical Design landed me with a desk job fifteen floors above a downtown Houston skyline.
It was then, in 2017, every Houstonian and most Texans met a hurricane named Harvey.Life spared and property repaired, our lives however, would be forever changed.
"Life is too short" was the only reason I ever heard said after she left.
In an empty house, and a career I had no reason to continue and only being allowed to be a dad two weeks out of a month, I started over again.
A good friend from high school that knew me better than I did myself, gave me a gift. A camera.
She remembered the person I was, the fearless carefree artist I had forgotten.
Two and a half decades later and a change to digital from 35mm film, I started taking pictures again.
I never missed a sunrise or a sunset. Not a single sunny day in the country or rainy day on the beach. Not even a single night walking the streets of Houston passed me by, without shooting every breath of it.
Years of being a secret art junkie, I would loom with a paintbrush over a canvas after 12 hour shifts in a basement of some powerhouse or steel mill, could compare to freedom in every picture that I have taken since.
Every clack of the shutter and every one of the hundreds of thousands of images that it captured was my muse.
Is my muse.
Is what I am finally good at and the reason I'm here.
In 2 years came the pandemic. I became my daughter's kindergarten teacher and full time dad.
My only hope to provide for us was to turn my newly found addiction of photography and give it a company name and open a small business.
In the electrical trade, everyone has a nickname. One nickname I was given was C squared. Its a play off of my initials CC. That in turn became c2pix Photography.
Now with my fifth chance at life, I've got a camera in one hand while the other hand holds my daughter's. Every day. It's my favorite so far.