I immediately thought “what if someone who wants to hire me reads this and it costs me employment?”
I’m a freelance kinda guy. I’ve been doing it since I moved to Austin. The only other jobs I know are all retail jobs. I’ve always struggled with being told what I can or cannot do, wear, think, say.
When I was a 15-year-old kid working at Subway I knew then I couldn’t take orders from people. I learned that my personal time was unimportant, that I was a body to a corporation and that my mind was unnecessary. I missed Dethklok performing at the house of blues because of my job at Subway. I was already sacrificing experiences for the sake of work. I learned a lot about the professional life at 15.
I learned that again when I worked at a movie theatre. Again, when I was a manager at a dying rock and roll store at the Valley View Mall in Dallas, TX. Again, when I worked at Best Buy for the first few months in Austin.
Everyday I work is because I choose to work. Everday I work is because I made it happen that day. I live my life talking to folks, working with them, and creating a vision together. And thus, I don’t really work anymore. I create. Yeah, sometimes the tools I use aren’t used to create anything amazing or magical but, in some form, and in some way I’m still creating if I’m working with a camera.
I don’t like pretending I’m someone I’m not. I like using this as a space to add my personal thoughts to what I do. I like being a complete human. Having my real thoughts on the same website where I show proof of my work is important to me. I am not my work, but my work is me. And this is me, too.
If someone has read any or all of this and it’s cost me work with you, that sucks. But I understand. It just means we’re probably not that compatible. Cooperation is key when it comes to working in this industry and there sure are a lot of us. If I’m not a good fit, someone else definitely is. I might know them. Email me and I can send you their info. All the homies gotta eat.