I love photography. I like looking at the pictures I have taking over time and glancing at the moments that I was able to capture. I often think of the objects and what they are at that moment, the people and there experiences at that time, and me for what I was thinking of when I took it. I look at my pictures in a different way than just something that I took.
As far as pictures go I still have a lot on my computer that I can pick from to go with each post I make on my blog but just the fact of me not having a camera is sort of killing me on the inside. It's been over half a year since I broke my camera and I think its starting to get to me now. I haven't let it bother me to much in the past few months but now its starting to get to me. I think I'm going to start saving up some cash off of each check I get one thats the same copy as my last. Something about the camera itself that I really liked also it being the first digital camera that I ever purchased left a certain mark on my spirit I suppose.
As with the picture that I have on this post I had a love of taking pictures from inside of the car when I was traveling to where ever I was going to go. So many things about that style of photography just lit up in my mind. I felt as though I was in a shell viewing the outside world in a speeding motion. Sometimes I felt lost when taking the pictures as just who was exactly in motion, me or the world.
Maybe it was both of us.
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