Eric made his way to Virginia from his birthplace of Iceland after a seven-year layover in his father’s homeland of California. Born of both Viking and cowboy-outlaw descent, you will find he’s a much nicer guy then genetically predisposed. As for his career in photography, he took a much more direct route. Picking up his first camera at twelve, getting his first job in a camera store at sixteen and later receiving a degree in photography, he didn't exactly give himself a whole lot of options. So with his ancestors pillaging, plundering and stagecoach-robbing no longer viable fallback options and no other real skills to speak of, Eric has spent the past 14 years in Virginia as an advertising photographer.