Work Hard. Be Nice.
We shoot photos. We make videos. We fly drones. We work hard and play nice because life is too short to half-ass the work or act like a stubborn mule.
Why a mule?
My Dad started learning the value of working hard in 1944. Born into a family of nine, they all had to do their share of work to survive. With a lot of physical labor and a team of mules they carved out a life on a small farm in Board Camp, Arkansas.
This is a photo of my Dad and his mule, Roho. After running a successful welding and sheetmetal business in Houston, Texas for 40 plus years, my parents are now retired and have their own farm just down the road from where he grew up as a kid.
I learned how to work hard and be nice. While we all have our moments of not being very nice, it is my goal to do right by people and be nice along the way.
The two of us (Michael and Julie) have walked thru our share of self-inflicted nonsense. We are humans evolving into better versions of ourselves, and we have found that life is much sweeter when you take care of one another. Cherish the friends and family that love you well in all your ugliness and goodness. Ignore everyone else!
I live with my wife Julie and our four dogs in Prairie Grove, Arkansas.