Why I want to be a photographer. . . .
Some days I realize why:
It's the emotion that a picture can evoke,
heartbreaking and painful,
beautiful and inthralling,
longing and nostalgia.
Maybe one day others will feel the same way about my photographs.
But until then
I just have to feel the way I feel.
"Softly/ Souls collide/ with a passion from centuries ago/ star-crossed and destined/ always to find each other/ because one rose from the ashes/ but only once in a lifetime are there two"
It's the emotion that a picture can evoke,
heartbreaking and painful,
beautiful and inthralling,
longing and nostalgia.
Maybe one day others will feel the same way about my photographs.
But until then
I just have to feel the way I feel.
"Softly/ Souls collide/ with a passion from centuries ago/ star-crossed and destined/ always to find each other/ because one rose from the ashes/ but only once in a lifetime are there two"