Everything's connected. I believe that every experience in my life has led me to this point. Growing up, I remember using my grandma’s camera at family functions to take snapshots of my relatives. I always liked the idea that I could freeze a moment with a camera. It seemed like magic to me at the time, I could physically hold that frozen moment in my hands after it was developed weeks later. My curiosity for technology paired perfectly with my appreciation for art. Photography wasn't even a conscious hobby, but just something I liked to do.
When I was around 7 years old, I got my own first camera. It was a small 35mm Vivitar with orange details on the back and a plastic translucent green casing that let you see all the springs and mechanisms dance when I clicked the shutter. I took it to every vacation, field trip, and family reunion. I took it EVERYWHERE.
Fast forward to High School. The same family that had endured my paparazzi flash at every reunion Thanksgiving and Christmas donated and supported a study abroad trip to Europe and got me a new digital camera.
I'm grateful for all the support my family and friends showed me when photography was a hobby and even more so now that it's my career. Do you remember your first camera? Do you have a favorite family snapshot?