I've been making videos, content and commercials for nearly 20 years. It brings experience,  a maturity (hopefully) and a worldly prism to my work. My origin story goes back quite a ways. You could say it started in Tahoe, California back in the year 2000. In the offices an orthopaedic surgeon. He'd just finished an open incision debridement of bone spurs on my right distal tibia.  Fancy words for my ankle was cactus. He told me to look for a new career. Snowboarding, apparently wasn't conducive to me walking past 50 years of age. 

​

How did I really get here though? Well it started in the back of an ochre coloured, 1983 Ford Falcon station wagon. My Father was being transferred back to Sydney. Instead of flying (like we did each Christmas whilst we lived there) to Sydney from Darwin, he wanted to drive and show us the outback. The outback we saw. But more often than not I spent long, hot, sweaty days in the back seat with my brother. It was there that I found my imagination. As Dad's country cassette tapes played through tinny speakers, I would stare out the window across red dirt and dust, watching videos in my mind. The videos were narrated by the cowboys and cowgirls, pouring their hearts out to me. Tales of hearts broken, fighting for the farm and standing by their man. 

​

Great storytelling is an art. It's an art that I've become very good at. Let's give it a go together.