Photography

Hi there. I decided to share the picture above, because it says a lot about me as a person. For starters it is one of the very first pictures I have ever taken for a purpose other than fun. I love photography. For me it is life, and I cannot live without it. I adore looking at other peoples photography, and I love the things people can come up with, but I really love being able to do it myself. I have gone from the image above to plenty of other things, at least portrait related. I don't have much portrait, and for that reason I won't share any here. The only reason I am sharing the above one, is because of the emotion (I think) it expresses. Everyone views everything differently, and well, how do you view this one?

Besides a rare amount of portrait photography, I spend most of my photography working on nature. I love flowers, and I love photography. Combine the two and you get this:

I love photography. I know a couple of people who love photography just as much as I do, and it is amazing seeing what they can put their mind too! It is amazing watching someone go from someone who simply loves handling a camera to actually earning money with said camera! I love it! I can't wait till I get to that stage, and the only thing keeping me from that, is frankly, myself. And I'm not saying I don't put any effort into my photography, because I do. I'm saying I haven't moved past the "handling a camera for fun" stage, and getting past that stage is harder said then done.

I recently emailed a couple of my local photographers (whom I have never met) and am sad to say, they have not responded. Of course, June/summer is a very big season for photographers. And while I understand that, I don't think the photographers understand just how much I want to work with them. I don't care if I'm not earning any money, the experience would just be great, thank you very much. Either way, I plan to stop by one of the photographers studio, sometime soon, and we'll see where that takes me. Well, I'll see, you probably won't.

Till tomorrow,
Olive