Falling in Love I was about eleven years old when I got my first camera. Photography was an instantaneous love, my first love. I took it everywhere with me. Every flower in sight was shot, my friends became models. My dog became an endangered animal in the Sahara that was to be the epitome of my photographic lifetime. Being a  photographer quickly became my dream. The Truth is Often Disappointing One day my dad took me for ice cream with a side of let’s talk about actuality. Simply, he told me photography was a wonderful hobby and he was glad I found an interestRead More →