This post is a bit of a re-hash of my current “About Me” page, which I am fairly sure is going to evolve over time and since the whole point of keeping this blog is to motivate myself during the early phase and show how I evolve, I thought it would be an appropriate.

I, like most people that love photography, will forever be grateful to the person that gave me my first camera, which I think was a hand-me-down Kodak Instamatic. I have had many cameras since then and carried them all over the place. Ironically, one of the worst things for my photography was purchasing was an iPhone.

It was so freakin’ light and easy to carry around that I got lazy! Sure, it was always on me, but I wasn’t taking images I CARED about. I wasn’t EDITING the ones I did care about and I abruptly STOPPED PRINTING anything at all. I had about 15000 images on my phone and half the time I couldn’t find a picture of one of my kids without weeding through work info, screenshots and memes. Those moments matter. I really didn’t want them to get lost in the shuffle.

This also coincided with a goal I had set to declutter my home. I disagree with several points from Mari Kondo, however she did suggest reserving sentimental photos till the end of the process. I am terrible at quotes but I think the gist was that, the emotional attachment we have to photos is not for the decluttering beginner and that it should be a happy shared experience with family and for that alone, it was worth the read. Once I had all the physiscal images gathered from all corners of the house that process of holding each one and detirmining where it fits in terms of chronology, was amazing and I recommend it to anybody. I felt more in touch with my past than I had in ages. It reminded me of why I loved photography and fired a new determination to keep recording for history.