I’ve been traveling lately; with the sole purpose of trying new things, seeing new places, meeting new people and gaining new experiences. There’s a sense of exhilaration of not knowing where you’re going or where you will end. I’m writing this because someone asked me while I was on a mini road trip, how I got into photography & that they wish they had an “eye” for photography. It seemed fitting to offer a sort of reflection on one of my earliest photographs that I took while travelling to California. I just started out with photography and didn’t know half of what I know now. And yet it seemed so much easier. I was just a wanderer, daydreaming behind a lens. I would use photography as a purpose of remembering what once stopped me in my tracks (such as these lanterns suspended in the sky in the late evening). A sort of time capsule of my curiosity. I never thought of it as a career or a means of an income by any means. I never had an eye for it nor do I believe that you need one. You just need to be curious & you’ll start to see everyday just a little bit differently. And now it has been a way for me to communicate without words; to tell stories, to ask questions, and sometimes to put a smile on someones face. I’m very grateful to be able to share my photography for you all, whether it’s to one person or to twenty. I’ve learned and have been inspired by so many people and always will be. So photography to me…well…It’s simple, really.