A person wearing camouflage clothing and a harness sitting in a vehicle, possibly at night. Possibly canadian special forces, maybe the owner
Three men smiling and posing for a photo at a restaurant table with burgers and fries.
Man in sunglasses and cap in front of ancient stone walls and tower, likely a historic site. its in Israel
A man and a woman sitting in a car, smiling. The man is wearing sunglasses and a hat with a red maple leaf, and the woman is holding a phone and covered with a white knitted blanket. They appear to be enjoying a leisurely drive.
People in a church with candle display and large organ in background.
A family of four standing in front of a decorated Christmas tree indoors. The group includes two adults and two teens, posing in a living room with wrapped presents under the tree and festive decorations. The room has a modern fireplace and a wall sign visible in the background.

My journey into photography and graphic design began as a way to cope with PTSD. Hockey games became my escape, helping me channel anger and frustration. What started as a way to stay grounded became a passion, and design enhanced my photography, giving me a deeper way to tell stories.

My military service, spanning 24 years, shaped who I am today. As a signal operator and special forces operator, I faced the loss of friends and the weight of PTSD. Yet, through it all, the creative process became my refuge—my way of finding peace amidst chaos. I’ve learned that even when storm clouds loom, they don’t always bring rain, and there’s always a way forward.

Heidi has been my rock throughout this journey, and though this path has hurt her too, I’m forever grateful for her. My brother has been my best friend, and the kids have been a godsend—reminding me of the good that exists and keeping me moving forward.

The discipline and determination I gained in the military flow into my creative work. Through photography and design, I want others to feel the energy, emotion, and stories I capture, reminding them: no matter how heavy the storm may seem, it’s never over, and you’re never alone.