
Stories in Light, Code in Motion
In a world… where light tells stories and code is a new frontier, I have chosen the crossroads. It is here where I will break ground and, if necessary, make a stand.

By day, I shape cinematic visuals—focusing lights, framing moments, and crafting images that speak.
By night, I dive into Python, exploring the mechanics behind the machines, and wonder if there are any similarities between a highly trained specialist in the field of their chosen profession, and elegantly written lines of code.
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-I ask these questions not as a budding twenty-something learning how to fight, but as a seasoned fifty-something that throws one hell of a punch, and I am here…

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-to send a message to all ancient proverbs, old maxims and outdated aphorisms that, for far too long, have propagated a dubious connection between men of a certain age and the so-called law of diminishing returns:
It’s time to stop resting on your laurels, get up off the couch and look outside your window, because tonight, I am calling you out to the playground.
Frame by Frame, or Line by Line.
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"Stories are told by code."
Unlike my #nycimagemaker game, that opening sentence, at this moment, is purely metaphorical. I’ve worked with my hands my entire life, but… learning to code? There are very good reasons why most guys like me don’t just up and go do it, which is why I absolutely have to see it through. If you want to know what throwing your hat over the wall looks like, or feel like having a laugh…
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"Stories are told by images"
Every photograph I have ever shot, on some level, is an homage to the master image makers that changed my perspective, deepened my understanding, then went someplace no one else cared to look, and showed me something beautiful.

Dream in Frames, Build in Lines.

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currently in production:
Project MunRuEta
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The Midlife Code Crisis (Or, How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Love Python)
Fueled by sheer determination, strategic nootropics, and just a hint of existential dread, one man embarks on a journey to rewrite his future—one line of Python at a time.

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Every photograph I have ever shot, on some level, is an homage to the master image makers that changed
my perspective, deepened my understanding,
then went someplace no one else cared
to look, and showed me something
beautiful.
-Keith DeCristo

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