I’m a native of Tulsa, Oklahoma.  My great-great grandmother, a Cherokee, walked the Trail of Tears at age 5 after being forced from her  home in Georgia by Andrew Jackson.  More than 100 years later, I attended Andrew Jackson elementary school where they tried to teach me Jackson was a hero.  That experience inspires me to photograph the ironies I see in everyday American life.  It has influenced my desire to document those whose circumstances are less fortunate than mine.

A curious photojournalist and recovering attorney, I've lived in and traveled the Midwest, the Deep South and New England. I've photographed a wide variety of subjects, from leprosy patients to sea lions, from the beauty of nature to the ugliness of Florida's U.S. Highway 19, from the prosperous to the poor to the slaughterhouse floor.