How We Learn to See
A Manifesto on Cinematography
People often tell me my work looks "cinematic." I've always found that word interesting because I don't think it's really describing the image. I think it's describing a feeling. When someone says an image is cinematic, I wonder if what they really mean is, "I don't know why, but something about this moved me." Maybe "cinematic" is simply a safer word than vulnerable.
I don't believe a cinematic image begins with an expensive camera. It doesn't begin with a lens, a LUT, or a perfectly exposed frame. Those things matter. They are tools I've spent years learning to use. But they aren't the source of the image.
The image begins long before the camera is turned on.
It begins with how you pay attention.
If you handed me nothing but an iPhone and placed me in an empty room with window light, I wouldn't think about the camera first.
I'd let the light guide me.
I'd watch how it enters the room. Is it soft? Is it harsh? Is it bouncing off a wall? Does it reveal an object or a person's face? I'd look for balance, symmetry, and the relationship between people and the space around them.
If someone were playing with their child, I wouldn't interrupt them.
I'd watch.
I'd wait.
I'd try to disappear until a genuine laugh appeared on its own.
The camera isn't there to manufacture truth.
It's there to recognize it.
One of my favorite shots in cinema comes from 1917. The camera floats up a staircase into a war-torn city as flares drift overhead. Every few seconds the light shifts, and the rubble alternates between light and shadow.
It feels as though the light and darkness are dancing together.
I remember the light.
That's what stays with me.
People often ask what camera I use.
Sometimes they'll see a photograph and say,
"You must have a really expensive camera."
It's a well-intentioned compliment, but it misses what makes an image meaningful.
It's a little like looking at a Basquiat painting and saying, "My niece could paint that."
Or standing in front of a Jackson Pollock and only asking how the paint got there.
Craft matters. Deeply.
But craft isn't the destination.
It's the language.
Over time, the numbers on a camera stop being numbers.
A shutter angle, a focal length, an aperture—they begin to carry emotional meaning. They become vocabulary. I know what a certain lens does to intimacy. I know how a stop of light changes the emotional weight of a scene.
Technical knowledge allows me to express something more precisely.
It doesn't tell me what to express.
That's why I love great cameras.
Not because they make beautiful images for me.
Because they give me more paintbrushes.
When I meet with a director, I rarely begin by talking about cameras.
Instead I ask questions.
How do you want the audience to feel?
Why are you telling this story?
Why does it matter now?
What in your own life brought you here?
Only then do we begin collecting images together—not to copy them, but to discover what we're responding to.
The camera isn't separate from storytelling.
It is storytelling.
When it's working well, it doesn't compete with a performance.
It punctuates one.
I think that's why I'm drawn to collaborators who treat filmmaking like improvisation.
The best sets I've worked on don't feel like competitions.
They feel like conversations.
Someone has an idea.
Someone else says, "Yes, and..."
The work becomes bigger than any one person could have imagined alone.
Outside of filmmaking, I find myself stopping for the same things over and over again.
Golden-hour light filtering through trees.
Steam rising from my Chemex in the morning.
Children running through water from an open fire hydrant.
People playing dominoes on the sidewalk.
The way glass blocks scatter sunlight across a subway stairwell.
I wonder about strangers.
I wonder where they've been.
I wonder what they're carrying.
I've realized that what fascinates me isn't beauty by itself.
It's people existing inside light.
When I was twenty-two, I cared more about being liked than about seeing clearly.
I thought job security depended on making everyone happy.
I wasn't thinking for myself.
I gave away my creative power because I assumed everyone else knew better than I did.
Today, I think differently.
A project isn't simply interviewing me.
I'm interviewing it.
Can I serve this story?
Will there be enough time to prepare?
Will the production create the conditions for good work?
Am I the right cinematographer for this film?
Sometimes the answer is no.
That's okay.
Good work requires honesty long before the camera rolls.
One thing still surprises me.
Even after years of experience, I'll sometimes light a scene, look at my false-color monitor, and see large areas sitting deep in the shadows.
Part of me gets nervous.
Maybe it's too dark.
Maybe I should add another light.
Then I'll look at the image itself.
More often than not, I realize I liked it better before I started second-guessing myself.
I've learned that my fear usually wants more light.
My eye usually wants less.
Shadows ask something of an audience.
They leave room for imagination.
Not everything needs to be explained.
People sometimes ask whether a good eye is something you're born with.
I don't believe that.
I think anyone can learn to see.
Not by obsessing over cameras.
By paying attention.
Study paintings.
Listen deeply to music.
Talk to strangers.
Read history.
Watch how people move through the world.
Learn to manage your time.
Take care of your body.
Invest in your future.
Live a life worth observing.
Because your work cannot outgrow your life.
Everything you've experienced eventually finds its way onto the screen.
The biggest lesson I've learned isn't really about cinematography.
It's about becoming a person who notices.
The images we make come from our lived experience.
How we think.
How we treat people.
What we choose to consume.
What we choose to ignore.
The stories we tell shape how people see the world.
The images we create influence how others think, what they feel, how they see themselves, and sometimes even how they treat their neighbors.
That's an extraordinary responsibility.
It's also an extraordinary privilege.
So if someone asks me what makes an image feel cinematic, my answer is surprisingly simple.
It isn't the camera.
It isn't the lighting.
It isn't the aspect ratio.
Those things matter.
But they are only tools.
A cinematic image begins with learning to see.
And learning to see begins with paying attention.