By the way, on the subject of pursuing photography, here's something that my 13-year-old daughter is turning in for a personal narrative tomorrow. Whether you do it as a profession or as a personal endeavor, pursue what makes you happy and provides you with inspiration.
I was surprised to read what she wrote ... but not with her insight. Who knows whether she'll eventually choose photography as a profession (and it really doesn't matter). I'm just happy that my choice in expressing myself has made it easier for her to express herself.
I live with my mother, father, brother, and two dogs. My brother, Konnor, attends college at The Ohio State University and I suppose life is different without the whole family. But no family is perfect. And that’s one of the best parts about us. We have our occasional arguments, but nothing serious. The most arguing probably goes on between my brother and I, though. At the end of the day, we’re a family and that’s all that matters.
Someday I hope to become a professional photographer. The instant I found my life interest, reality began. For some people, it takes many years to find what we love most about life. For me, photography expresses a lot of the words I cannot- and I think that’s what makes it seem easier than it looks. Once I began pursuing photography as an art, I discovered that it's irrational not to notice most of which I would’ve ignored before. Even the slightest drop of a laugh or hint of a smile causes the atmosphere to change.
Most of all, it seems like the pictures I take and the people I meet change my perspective- on everything. I meet people like myself, and others that I would’ve overlooked. Not rudely overlooked; just not someone I would’ve intentionally started a conversation with. Most importantly, photography portrays people for who they really are, and that is what fascinates me the most.