My boy Ricky and I shared a deep love for Radiohead, a bond that would lead to many listening sessions in his basement apartment. You see, Ricky is a DJ and his eclectic taste in music not only served for moments of inspiration but has allowed him to host various events over the years. On this particular day, he was to pick up flyers for an upcoming boat party he was planning and asked if I wanted to take the ride. After agreeing, we get in his car and headed over to an office space where an introduction was made that open up the entertainment world to me. As I walk inside this obscure office space, I meet Maury and Coy, owners of XD Graphic Studio and LatinClubs, a designer and promoter duo that would teach me the art of making something from nothing. They quickly took to me, and I became the 3rd member at the office, making cash for designs, and learning the craft from professionals. Maury was and is to this day, one of the best graphic designers I’ve ever seen, and I wasn’t the only one who knew of his professionalism. His rolodex of celebrity clients continued to wow me every day I worked baside him, which ultimately led to my first encounter with “the industry”.

Similar Posts

This Web I Weave
It’s strange, the stark difference between the clockwork regimen of a 9-to-5 and the chaotic dance of entrepreneurship. I’ve seen both sides, danced in both realms, and I’ve come to understand the merits and challenges each presents. Let’s take the 9-to-5. Those who adhere to this rhythm, planning their vacations…

Escape From JW (RTV)
In this episode of Roach TV, featuring special guest Javier Ortiz, we discuss: life as a former Jehovah’s Witness, the psychological abuse and damage experienced throughout his life as a member of the religion, pursuing a career in film, participating in a documentary about ex-Jehovah’s Witnesses, his experience leaving the…

Lord Forgive Me
Every day is a step in a long, intricate dance with destiny. Every morning, I wake up to the bright light of sobriety, a radiant feeling that seeps into the pores of my life and nourishes the roots of my dreams. Those thirsts for alcohol, once wild torrents of need,…

Street Work
There’s a level of anxiety I experience at the thought of any social setting. Once upon a time, alcohol was my crutch, and more often than not, it allowed me to navigate any crowd with ease. It broke me out of the shell that my natural state puts me in,…

In Search For Soul Food
My days in the empty warehouse continued to take a toll on me, and I couldn’t help but find myself missing the days of Purfek Storm Group. Even as a behind-the-scenes player, I felt more alive then than now, sweeping a dirty carpet of rat droppings. I longed for the…