He was reacting only on his instincts. Trusting his eyes to have his surroundings memorized. In an instant he had scanned the entire battle zone and had already decided on a plan of action. With out a second thought he was on the move. Each hit he landed was only a small victory. But the game was so much for than the celebratory wins. The battle field felt like home. The friendships, the skill sets, the memories, the laughs were all well worth some of the welts and failures that come with the game. 

I was amazed. The tricks, the joy, and atmosphere. It was clear Battle Zone Paintball Park is truly James’ favorite place to be. There’s something so special about finding that place or activity that makes you excited everyday and capturing the joy that it gives you. 

James,

Everything you do, you do with such a rich passion. I can’t tell you how much I admire the joy you give off just when you’re talking about these things that mean a lot to you. Running, swimming, playing paintball are each amazing things that you’ve invested yourself in. However, the passion and dedication at the root of those things is apart of who you are and it will stay with you long after your high school career. Thank you so much for letting me capture this season of your life. This world will take you far and I’m always rooting for your successes!