The shitty part where I talk about myself…
I am going to write this in first person - not hide behind 3rd person like someone else gave a shit enough to write some pseudo-inspiring nonsense about me being a passionate, visionary storyteller
I am a dad to 2 crazy, funny, beautiful girls. I am a husband to a wonderful woman who somehow tolerates my incessant sarcasm and refusal to get excited about much of anything.
I produce, write, and direct; and I held many jobs on and off set along the way - from set PA/runner to DP.
I was always fascinated with films from a young age. I was obsessed with special features and director’s commentary as a teenager. I spent most of my money in high school on DVDs (which I still have to this day). I wanted to study film in college.
I went to college and graduated, but not with a degree in film (long, boring story). However, I was involved in my roommate’s student films in various roles.
After college, I entered into white collar hell for a decade. I worked for a huge company as an Operations Analyst. I convinced myself that I enjoyed the work.
Spoiler alert: I hated it.
But the business acumen I picked up before leaving the corporate world combined with my creative skillset and led me to where I am today - and for that, I am grateful.
I dabbled in the freelance world doing weddings, music videos, and short films. I learned that I hate editing and that I am not good at it. I learned that musicians are by far the most fun people to have on set while simultaneously being the most flexible and coachable. I learned that there are lots of people who like - no, they LOVE - to call themselves Producers but have no fucking clue what that actually means.
Then I got a job for a company that had it’s own internal video production team. I was hired as the Head Writer. Given the nature of the company and the pipeline of work, I quickly learned the art(?) of being a script factory. 219 scripts in just over 2 years to be exact (yes, I counted).
The director on our team was… a professional only in the sense that he was paid to do the work. Our Producer knew it too. I was given the opportunity to direct a few things, and shortly thereafter I began to direct all of our shoots. The other guy quit. I was bumped up to Supervising Producer. And I have learned SO MUCH from the Producer who led our team. I am not going to name drop him or his work. If you really want to be nosy, go dig around and do your own research. But he knew his shit. Well, he still knows his shit.
Then 2020 came, and everything changed. For everybody on the entire fucking planet.
I decided “starting a production company during a fucking pandemic is a good idea” and I quit my stable, salaried job (with good benefits!) on the internal production team.
The production company is called WIZARD RAINBOW.