02/28/2019
Very few people know this: 4 years ago, in the middle of my 6th and busiest wedding season, I was on the verge of closing up Birdhouse. I had spent 6 years searching for the right people to create with and job post after job post, trial after trial, I was stuck. Filmmaking is a team sport and I knew that what I wanted to create was something I wasn’t going to be able to achieve by myself. I needed people who would push me, who saw the world through rose colored glasses, who solved problems backwards instead of forwards. And just like a lot of things in life, right when you hit rock bottom, a wave comes and pushes you back up. Miranda was the luckiest reply I ever received. And while we met in 2011 via a random job posting I listed, she and I were both always looking for a missing piece to this puzzle. Then, in 2015, George, my own twin brother emailed me out of the blue. And just like that - it was my light at the end of the tunnel. It’s crazy to think what would have happened if I quit back then. If I shifted gears and did something else with my life. How many people I wouldn’t have met. How many of my favorite stories we would have never told. The powerful messages delivered by strangers that I would have never heard. The places I might have never seen. Many of them, my new favorite places in the world. (Hudson. Nantucket. Shelter Island. The Catskills. Positano.) The thing is: I have always had a plan all along. From the very beginning of Birdhouse, I knew where we were going to go - and this year, we’re showing you that place. ✨ So, to everyone who has ever felt stuck and on the verge of giving up, or like their people don’t exist and they just don’t belong in the place they’re currently at - I feel you and I am with you. Keep going. Some seeds take longer to grow than others, but every winter has a spring. 🌱
