James Whitacre

After Hellschool I joined the Army to become a tank driver. It didn't take long for me to realize that the Army, for lack of better words, sucks.
Soon after I left the Army I was married to my Army/rave sweet heart. However, it didn't last, and this time when the shit hit the fan, I hit the streets.
For two years and twenty thousand miles I hitch hiked around this wonderful country. The freedom I had was great; each day I woke up in a new place with new sights and smells to be taken in.

The summer of 2005 I moved to New Orleans, the Hurricane hit 2months after I arrived. What a blast; it was crazy times.
Now I go to the University of New Orleans as a Spanish/English major with a focus in Photo Journalism.

A crazy kid crammed in a yuppie school with a lot of stuck up hippy drug addicts.