My early love for photography came when I was about 5 or 6 years old. During the holidays, my Grandpa would pull out his Polaroid camera to capture those special moments of chaos. Whether it was exciting, embarrassing, or spontaneous, I would always rush over to the photo after it came out of the camera to see what was captured.
When I was about 12 years old, my mom bought me a 35mm Minolta that I took with me everywhere. I eventually upgraded to a newer version a few years later, and I would continue taking photos at school, parties, or random social events. Having friends constantly asking me to "stop taking pictures", all the way through high school, was a common occurrence. Buying and developing a roll of film, of 36 photos, wasn't cheap, when you did it once or twice a month. The exciting part to me was, not knowing what I captured, and then showing the images to my family and friends years later, and seeing their reactions over and over again.
Fast forward all these years later, and I'm still amazed at what can be captured if you're in the right place at the right time with the right light.
Let me capture that special moment, while you live within it.