As I've been working on launching my photography business the question has been raised, "where did this all begin?" That's a good question. I thought it all began when I took a black and white photography class in high school. But a recent look at an old family photo album reminded me that it all began much earlier than that.
It seems I had a camera in my hand since I was just a little tyke. I'm the one with the camera, trying to capture the moment as my brother went flying off the dock into our grandparents pond. I didn't have a clue what made for a good photograph. But I loved trying to capture images that would document our adventures with a lot of impact. And we had a lot of adventures growing up!