So yeah, I’m a total tequila snob. Not even kidding. Why is this important to mention? A friend of mine once noted that my tequila snobbery actually reveals some insight into my character, shining a subtle (and, if you will, spirited) light onto the depths of my character.
Not the snob part. Nope, my personality is about as approachable and friendly as they come. But what I appreciate about good tequila is its layers. And with good tequila, you’ll taste the depth. You’ll soak in the layers. You’ll see the complexity of colors that it picks up from the oak barrel, and you’ll enjoy the smoothness as it warms your body, from its initial moments bathing the palette on down.
How exactly does this relate, you’re probably wondering? I’m getting there. Promise.
I am a photographer, by passion and profession. And my favorite part of what I do: The layers. Everyone — and everything — has them. And my job is to capture them. Whether it’s a clandestine self-consciousness that shapes a statuesque woman and serves to convey her character, or an evident blaze that utterly radiates from an elderly gentleman’s smile lines. Layers. Levels. Textures and patterns. Beauty is everywhere. And my job is to capture it, in striking images.
If you haven’t sipped an añejo tequila, please take my word for it: Make it a priority. Perhaps it will help you appreciate the layers of beauty that exist in fine spirits. And perhaps it will help reveal that my work — my spirit — is reflected by those very layers. I look forward to capturing yours.