I started taking pictures when I was 13 with my parents' film camera. The next year, my dad got a Canon point-and-shoot and when I picked it up, I immediately fell in love. Dad got me my own camera a year later.
These were the pictures I was most proud of in 2008.
When I look at these pictures, I remember exactly how I was feeling when I looked through the viewfinder; I remember thinking about the light and the composition, about the colors and textures. Now obviously, I had to sift through a LOT of really terrible pictures to find these. But in each folder I opened, I remember what was going on that day. It's so cool to be able to have that at my finger tips. Sometimes when I get super discouraged about not knowing what I'm doing with my life, I go look at old pictures to remind myself that I see the world in a very specific way, and its through pictures that I express myself. I may not have the mechanics of it all nailed down yet, but I'm getting there. And if it takes me another ten years, then I'll take it. I want to keep seeing the beauty in the simple things, in the obvious and in the not so obvious. I want to make people feel beautiful, and I want people to see the beautiful in the world. I don't know...maybe I'm too much of a hopeless romantic.