22. Love Locks in Paris

Those brutal, cold nights through the arrondissements of the French capital. I could never forget how it all started. Being rejected by 250 consecutive companies, and then recognized by a Jewish family known as the Levins who gave me a shot.

All I had was a budget and half-baked plan of capturing iconic destinations near River Seine. But the moment I landed in Paris, my creative direction took over. I walked everywhere, capturing moments between that otherwise would go unnoticed.

21 years of age with mediocre camera equipment and no excuses given. My tunnel vision has always focused on making the most of any opportunity. To Fred, Martin, and Phillip, thank you for paying attention when everyone else ignored me.