The one behind
the camera.

Giza, Egypt · photo by Egypt_eye_

"Leave The Resort" started as a rule I gave myself — skip the swim-up bar, get out to where the place is actually alive. It turned into how I film everything: chase the light and the honest moments, not a shot list.

That's why the vow that cracks mid-sentence makes my cut. Why an Airbnb film starts with how the light comes through the kitchen at golden hour. Why the content I shoot at an event feels like being there instead of watching an ad.

Seventy-five countries in, the rule still holds. It started with family trips to Disney and Aruba — and the itch to see what was past the gates. One solo trip to Thailand cracked the world open, and it never closed back up.

I'm based in New York City and I'll go wherever the story goes — the Hudson Valley, the Poconos, or a cliffside in Ravello, Italy. That's not a slogan. It's the whole point of the name.

Press · CanvasRebel Magazine

“If I waited for the right time to travel, I would never have left my hometown.”

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