When I was in my 20s, my mother owned an ice cream store. I was not sure what drove her to open this store but she has always had an entrepreneurial spirit so I never really questioned it. I know that she likes the idea of owning her own business and seeing how far she can push herself. I used to help out at the store from time to time and many colorful characters would stop by and we would hold conversations about many interesting topics. One day a patron came by to chat and she began to talk about the humanitarian work that she was currently doing and her travels to her homeland of Chad. At that time, I was still trying to focus in on my career and what I wanted to do with my profession. During her conversation with me she stopped and said, "What is your passion?" For the life of me I couldn't figure out what my passion was at the time. I think about her and the question she asked very often because I believe she assisted me in changing the way I make decisions in my every day life.
I am a woman who has many passions. I love being in love and I am very passionate about my romantic relationships and friendships. I am passionate about my own humanitarian efforts, about children and education. I would like to end sex trafficking and child prostitution and I don't like fur. When I thought of being passionate, those were usually the topics that came to my mind up until about 5 years ago. In my late 20s, I discovered my passion for photography. I didn't so much discover it as I decided to develop it and allow it to flourish. I have always been in love with images and pictures. I can remember being about eleven or twelve years old and riding in the car with my father. I saw a little Asian boy standing on the corner in a street in Baltimore. I can vividly picture his baseball cap, striped shirt and shorts. In my mind at that very moment, I took a picture of him and that image has forever been etched in my mind. I believe that this was my first picture and at that moment, I fell in love with photography but I didn't know it. In high school, I was the girl who had the most pictures and I always had a camera in my hand. This carried over into college where I not only took pictures but because of a generous gift of a camcorder given to me by my parents, I have all 4 years of my college life recorded. I don't know of anyone else who can say that about their college years at that time.
A couple of years back, I decided to enroll into a continuing studies course at a local arts college. My first course was Black and White photography. I had to capture images on film and develop them from scratch. Needless to say, I was hooked. There is something so calming about being in a dark room and developing pictures. I fell in love with the process and my passion was ignited. I remember staying in the darkroom until the lab closed at 12am and feeling torn about having to leave my art to dry overnight at school. I knew I was onto something and I needed to explore what I was feeling.
Over the years, I have maintained the same passion for photography and I try to learn as much as I can from magazines and books. Unfortunately the courses that were being offered at the college were discontinued so I never got the opportunity to learn more in an academic sense. Nevertheless, I always think about the question that the customer asked me over ten years ago. I have many passions and I know now that photography is definitely one of my better ones. If you haven't already asked yourself the same question, I beg you to do so. Better yet, I will ask you:
What is your passion?
I am a woman who has many passions. I love being in love and I am very passionate about my romantic relationships and friendships. I am passionate about my own humanitarian efforts, about children and education. I would like to end sex trafficking and child prostitution and I don't like fur. When I thought of being passionate, those were usually the topics that came to my mind up until about 5 years ago. In my late 20s, I discovered my passion for photography. I didn't so much discover it as I decided to develop it and allow it to flourish. I have always been in love with images and pictures. I can remember being about eleven or twelve years old and riding in the car with my father. I saw a little Asian boy standing on the corner in a street in Baltimore. I can vividly picture his baseball cap, striped shirt and shorts. In my mind at that very moment, I took a picture of him and that image has forever been etched in my mind. I believe that this was my first picture and at that moment, I fell in love with photography but I didn't know it. In high school, I was the girl who had the most pictures and I always had a camera in my hand. This carried over into college where I not only took pictures but because of a generous gift of a camcorder given to me by my parents, I have all 4 years of my college life recorded. I don't know of anyone else who can say that about their college years at that time.
A couple of years back, I decided to enroll into a continuing studies course at a local arts college. My first course was Black and White photography. I had to capture images on film and develop them from scratch. Needless to say, I was hooked. There is something so calming about being in a dark room and developing pictures. I fell in love with the process and my passion was ignited. I remember staying in the darkroom until the lab closed at 12am and feeling torn about having to leave my art to dry overnight at school. I knew I was onto something and I needed to explore what I was feeling.
Over the years, I have maintained the same passion for photography and I try to learn as much as I can from magazines and books. Unfortunately the courses that were being offered at the college were discontinued so I never got the opportunity to learn more in an academic sense. Nevertheless, I always think about the question that the customer asked me over ten years ago. I have many passions and I know now that photography is definitely one of my better ones. If you haven't already asked yourself the same question, I beg you to do so. Better yet, I will ask you:
What is your passion?
