Who am I, anyway? I received my first camera as a Christmas gift when I was 7 years old. For years I would carry around my camera (remember the old 110?) and shoot roll after roll of snapshots. They really weren’t very good…trust me. I didn’t know the first thing about composition, aperture, shutter speed, ISO…it never even crossed my mind to try holding the camera vertically for a portrait shot. Even worse, since I was a kid (and, presumably, shorter than everyone else) all of my pictures were tilted upward. I would take my rolls of film to the drugstore to be processed, so needless to say I knew nothing about photo processing either.
When I was 17 my grandmother took me to Germany, Switzerland and France. I blame my wanderlust on her – she is German and has traveled the world. In fact, she even worked as an interpreter on the German leg of the Orient Express in the 1940’s. After this trip, I was hooked. I wanted to go everywhere. And why not bring along my camera? Unfortunately it would still be several years before I could really embrace my desire to travel. Read More→