Growing up I wanted to be a photographer. Whether it was of people, landscapes, or the wide blue sky.
Growing up I always to have a camera with me, either around my neck, or around my wrist it calmed me.
Growing up I wanted to hold a camera in one hand, and the ability to capture to whatever I could see.
Flash forward almost two decades, I was twenty-three and on medications that I took every night.
Flash forward almost two decades, I was twenty-three and these medications made me feel right.
Flash forward almost two decades, I was twenty-three and could barely recall what I did during the day.
Flash forward almost two decades, I was twenty-three and felt my memory tragically deteriorating away.
At that point I just wanted to stop taking these pinkish-pale capsules that stabilized, but sedated me.
At that point I knew it was not the wisest choice, they helped me a lot, but I just wanted to be free.
At that point I then decided that I should take pictures, should help me remember the memories being made.
At that point I started to take pictures, hoping that memories will not continue to disappear and fade.
I do not consider myself a professional photographer, so please do not think that I see myself as one.
I do consider myself as an amateur photographer, and I love taking photographs when all is said and done.
I consider it a privilege to live in such a place surrounded by beauty and many people that are sublime.
I consider it a major blessing to make these memories, these people, this life,and immortalized in time.
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