This chapter holds the early photographs — the experiments, mistakes, and small breakthroughs that taught me how to see. These images come from a time when I was learning what a camera could do and discovering the moments that pulled me in. They’re imperfect, honest, and foundational. Everything I’ve built since started here.















Looking back at these early attempts, I can see the first hints of the photographer I would eventually become. The lessons from this period carried me into Florida, where light, atmosphere, and environment began shaping my eye in new ways.