I wasn’t blessed with the ability to paint, draw or dance with grace. But something special happened when I picked up a camera… I couldn’t put it down. But that alone doesn’t make me a photographer anymore than loving spoons makes me a chef. The moment when I knew photography was “my thing” was in a moment of total failure, a moment when I realized that I had no idea what I was doing. Normally that would have made me doubt myself and maybe even give up altogether… but that isn’t what happened. It was in that moment, when I was motivated to learn more and work harder that I knew my journey had begun. And now I am here…

I have a lot to share and I thank you for sharing it with me.