Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Taking Pictures


Growing up my father was always taking pictures. He would sometimes let me in to what seemed like his secret world. Our downstairs bathroom was used as his darkroom, the various chemical solutions tinging the room with their smell. I was fascinated as well as intimidated as a little girl by my father. I grew up seeing what taking pictures meant to him, and knowing I too wanted the ability to capture moments through photography. I quietly learned from him, and hoped to someday prove that I was able to take pictures just like my father.

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