I love photography. I've loved it since I was a little kid and my dad would set up the old movie camera with the blinding lights for Christmas morning. I loved "helping" him take pictures with the old Polaroid. He still has it, but can't find film for it, which is too bad. It takes great pictures.
In 9th grade, I took a photography class were we worked only in black and white, but we rolled our own film, developed it, and developed the prints. It's one of my favorite classes I've ever taken.
As a child, my dream was to become a freelance photojournalist for the National Geographic Society. Seriously. I even knew what freelance meant.
(A word of explanation for this photo: It's from a production of The Foreigner and in no way supports or promotes the KKK or its ideals.)
I love my Nikon. I love the pictures it takes. I love the 200mm telephoto lens I was crazy enough to buy for it. The filters are fun to play with.
But mostly, I love framing and taking pictures and having them turn out the way I imagined. It doesn't always happen. A friend of mine who does side work as a professional photograph said that you have to be willing to take 50 bad to okay shots to get the one you really love. Digital makes that so much easier. Plus you can look at your picture right there and see if it's going to be the way you want it. Sort of. It doesn't always look the same printed or on a screen as in the little viewer on the back of the camera.
Anyway, I love photography.
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