from the vault


With a Camera

Most of what I photographed from 2009-2012 will only live in my high school yearbooks. It was all very amateur (naturally) photojournalist. Believe it or not, I did win a national award for one shot from the 2010 Homecoming ceremony. (I don’t like the photo… but I like the story.)

In college, I was surrounded by friends who were all more than willing to toss me a few bucks for some shots. Remember, at this point in my timeline, I was 100% unsure where I wanted to land in my career. I was practicing my skills, upgrading my Canon Rebel t3i for my current Canon EOS 6D. (The “affordable” full-frame for a broke college kid.) I knew photography would have some part of my future, but I knew being a traditional portrait photographer was not it.

But I would continue to snap photos of my friends, my boyfriend-turned-husband, and some of my cousins’ senior pictures. I would even be guilted into photographing a few weddings.

I chose, ultimately, to not pursue photography as a full-time income generator. I, instead, would use photography as a gift – capturing moments for others to remember without having to pull their phones out.

When my photography gift was treated like a “right” in times of turmoil, I hit another block in my brain. Picking up a camera, again, became too much. It was so heavy. I wanted to stay as private as possible with no tracks. This way of thinking only hurt me.

I had to work through some personal growth to tell myself, “DAMNIT. This is for ME and only me!” I take photographs because I’ve always had the desire to capture my life through my eyes. Perhaps it has something to do with feeling voiceless or unseen. Creating photographs is a direct connection from my mind, eyes, and soul to a tangible way of communication. At the end of the day, photography has always been for me.

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