I’ve recently started going through some of my older photographs and it’s like I’m viewing them in a “different light”. Although, there is a repetitive theme or characteristic that I can see hasn’t changed much within the years of my photography. The idea of capturing a moment; freezing that moment in time. The subject and composition of these photographs resemble much of that I currently see in my photography. These photographs were taken while I was traveling through San Francisco, California. It was only a couple of months after I first picked up a camera and started my journey through photography. I can already see my curiosity for landscape photography emerging. Looking back at this day, I remember this was my first time being in San Francisco, and photography was not a concern to me. I walked down to the beach and was immediately hit with a feeling of euphoria. Whether it was the footsteps in the sand or the crashing of the waves, these were moments that I couldn’t describe in words. I used my camera merely as a tool to capture these snapshots and as I look back, I’m reminded how important photography is to me. It reminds me of the footsteps it took to get to where I currently am but most importantly, it reminds me of walks like this; A walk on the rocks.