Photography for me, is a beautiful thing

I'm the kind of girl that dreams of gushes of wind rolling through a large farm house with old wooden floors beneath my bare feet. I want dirt and fresh grass between my toes. I find happiness in pure, genuine love. The kind that smells sweet like spring rain, and kisses tender. I find inspiration in an empty frame hanging on a white wall. I cry at the smallest things and boogie down to indie soul/rock (and I may have just made that genre up). I'm driven by ambition. Ambition to love people. To love people and to make sure they know they're worth more than they will ever know. My camera is my paint brush for the white canvas before me.

Photography for me, is a wonderful thing.

I never expected photography to change the way I view this wonderful, mystical place. I never expected to see the sunshine soak a face with golden happiness. I never expected to be so emotionally attached to photographs nor dream of dancing smiles. I never expected a lot of things when I picked up my parents camera about four years ago. And now I sit here and I wonder where I would be without it.

Photography for me, is a wonderful thing.

I have been blessed with a wonderful talent. A talent that I plan on passing to others through photographs. My hope is for all the people that cross my path, that they will walk away with a glimmer of happiness because they know they are truly, uniquely, and beautifully made.

Photography for me, is a wonderful thing.