I use to take a lot of pictures, it was something that I
loved love to do. I wouldn’t say I’m particularly good at it. Few would argue me on that statement I’m sure. I’m more the non moving type of photographer. Landscapes, architecture, things like that. If I could take everything in black and white I would. Something that I just love about black and white photographs. Just a touch of mystery to it. I grew up loving Ansel Adams.
he is a God to me. His work inspired me to start taking pictures. And I also blame him for me not being able to take a decent photo of people. It angers me to no end. I’ve tried everything to manage a good shot, to no avail. I have a picture in my head, I push the shutter. And WAMOOO, turns out like shit.
But since the wee one was born, the pictures I take are of her. I hope that when she gets older, or soon. I can get back to it. And again it’s shit that I can’t take brilliant picture of her… Ok being hard on myself as per. They are not all bad that I’ve taken of her.
I think from time to time I’ll post one or two of things I’ve done. Remind me of who I am from time to time. I tend to forget recently.