Everyone Needs a Good Origin Story

I grew up in an urban playground where the Boston commuter rail doubled as my first art gallery. Every day I watched graffiti murals fly past, and to me they weren’t vandalism, they were storytelling in spray paint. After school I worked in my grandfather’s print shop, learning the old-school craft of hand-set type and ink. It taught me patience and that anything worth making is worth getting a little ink on your shirt. At night I stitched my own clothing designs and sold them out of my backpack. Looking back, it tracks. I have always lived where creativity meets hustle.
From tagging sketchbooks with graffiti ideas to tailoring a fashion line in homeroom, I was the kid who didn’t just follow trends, I made them. That mix of resourcefulness and rebellion led to my first career as a professional skateboarder. I turned a teenage skate habit into a pro gig, touring the country with my board in hand and eyes wide open. Rolling through new cities introduced me to artists, subcultures, and stories in every corner of the U.S. It was a crash course in cultural anthropology on four wheels, and I soaked up every minute of it.
My skate adventures eventually took me to Los Angeles, where I traded ollies and kickflips for sketchbooks and design gigs with major skate, surf, and snow brands. It was punk rock meets brand strategy, and I was in my element. By 20, running on ambition and caffeine, I took the leap and launched my first advertising agency in San Francisco. No safety net, just guts and a solid idea. It was baptism by fire, and it taught me how to blend street smarts with business sense, a mix I’ve carried into every venture since.
