When I was a small child my parents ended up buying me a camera. Now, it’s not because I needed or wanted one. I was perfectly content using their camera to take photos of pretty flowers around our garden. Now imagine if your kids were running around, day after day, with a device that’s really not a toy, and it’s only a matter of time before they accidentally break it. My parents were understandably nervous about these odds, but they didn’t want to restrict me from pursuing one of my interests. Therefore, supportive as they are, they gifted me a small, cheap, seemingly indestructible camera I could play with as much as my heart desired.

From that moment on I took photos of everything around me. There wasn’t a single bug on the wall that I didn’t document thoroughly. After all, that bug won’t be there the next day. I loved taking photos of my family as well, around our home or on a holiday, because I wanted to be able to remember those moments. I haven’t stopped taking photos since. I love that I can freeze a moment in an image and remember it forever.