It's never been easy to figure out what defined me.
I've never been an artist. I didn't love to draw as a kid. I wasn't even someone your 4th grade teacher would write "Creative" on a report card about. I grew up the analytical and logical child my parents figured would find a career in math, science, or business.
As I grew up and went into high school, I joined the high school newspaper thinking I was going to become a journalist but accidentally fell in love with design. It was the perfect combination of my analytical brain that loved to figure out how to communicate things and a growing desire to make those things look really great. I decided that whatever I did for my job, it was going to be creative.
One of my close friends was really into doing video work and I would tag along as he did work. I had no idea what I was doing and I really probably wasn’t much help, but I came to appreciate what he did and slowly learned how to do it with him. Eventually he sold me his Canon T2i and I started making videos that to me were awesome but I’m sure were actually terrible to everyone else (and probably really out of focus).