My mother was a Professional Photographer. As children, my brother, sister I grew up with a camera in our face (kinda like what I do to my children now!!!)
I used to think my mum was magic - she would disappear into her darkroom with a roll of film and emerge later with magnificent photos. For years my mum tried to get me interested in photography. I think she must have seen something in me that
I didn't see myself - I now know what that was - a love for photography. Mum's SLR camera's always intimidated me - all the technical terminology, buttons and various lenses, it was like a foreign language. I did eventually become involved in her photography business, but only to handle the administrative side of things. And then came the age of Digital Cameras and something inside me wanted to be a part of that. My mum died 11 years ago, just as the digital world was really taking off. To this day I constantly regret never taking advantage of the photography/camera lessons that were mine for the taking. While I was unaware of it, my mum did teach me a lot about photography from an artistic side, things like composition, rules of thirds, drawing the eye to a point of interest. She taught me to view the world with a creative eye. What I didn't take the time to learn was all the technical stuff. So this is the now the part where I try to take my photography to the next level and learn all the technical things that I should have taken the time to learn before.
