Everything started a few years ago...
I asked my mom if she could show me pictures of my dad, and the rest of the family and some who aren't around anymore. She went to a closet where she secretly stores boxes of things she don't have any use for... really? no there is a lot of memories hidden in that closet. So she takes an album and shows me picture after picture of her and my dad, my grandparents and all of our relatives. And then she laughs and tell me stories of what they were doing in the pictures, how the Beatles were everyone's style back in my home country many years ago, and how little by little everyone started looking different year after year. All those are memories to keep all those are memories I want to take to my future kids.
Long as I remember I always liked photography, there's always something magical about capturing a moment at any given time and be able to see that picture years later and have something to say about it. Remember how the streets, the cars, the buildings, the people and everything around us used to look? Of course, but how do you react when something you never seem or forgot in detail is shown to you in a single picture?
Someone once told me... "You know Carlos, I have in a drawer, an old picture of my mother, It is the only picture I have of her because she didn't like pictures, now I want to make copies for my brothers and sisters, because they always ask me if I had a picture of her" -- I scanned the picture and work a bit on the colors and some scratches, the result was amazing and when I show the lady the new picture of her mother... she cried softly and said, "my mother was a beautiful woman, this is the best memory we have of her".
So why not, let's remember those wonderful moments of our life's', take those pictures you are hiding from a box stuck under the bed or deep inside a closet and bring them outside. I'm pretty sure your love ones would love to see them again. Same to what's going on today... grab a camera, take a picture in the winter, in the fall, in the summer, with friends, walking along... record that moment in your life. And then pass them on to your kids, grandkids, friends or those around you. Turn a smile in someone's face.
Photography is one of the oldest hobbies around, it is a passion for many and its not going to die as long as someone can take a single picture.
Long as I remember I always liked photography, there's always something magical about capturing a moment at any given time and be able to see that picture years later and have something to say about it. Remember how the streets, the cars, the buildings, the people and everything around us used to look? Of course, but how do you react when something you never seem or forgot in detail is shown to you in a single picture?
Someone once told me... "You know Carlos, I have in a drawer, an old picture of my mother, It is the only picture I have of her because she didn't like pictures, now I want to make copies for my brothers and sisters, because they always ask me if I had a picture of her" -- I scanned the picture and work a bit on the colors and some scratches, the result was amazing and when I show the lady the new picture of her mother... she cried softly and said, "my mother was a beautiful woman, this is the best memory we have of her".
So why not, let's remember those wonderful moments of our life's', take those pictures you are hiding from a box stuck under the bed or deep inside a closet and bring them outside. I'm pretty sure your love ones would love to see them again. Same to what's going on today... grab a camera, take a picture in the winter, in the fall, in the summer, with friends, walking along... record that moment in your life. And then pass them on to your kids, grandkids, friends or those around you. Turn a smile in someone's face.
Photography is one of the oldest hobbies around, it is a passion for many and its not going to die as long as someone can take a single picture.