This weekend i rediscovered my love for photography. You see, i came across an exhibition in the freo markets, it was in aid of the foto freo fringe fest. A young photographer by the name of Timothy Lock was showing photos as part of his "My Space" collection. His work was made up of big black a white photos of people that he met while standing back and taking it all in on some of Melbourne's busy city streets.
After a brief chat i realised this guy's passion for photography and how human and real he was... not saying photographers usually are not, but i suppose, how i could relate to parts of his story.
Tonight, while doing some last things online before having another go at sleep, i found his info on a card and the name Ansel Adame written on the back. So i looked this guy up and was blown away at his work and what he did for photography.
What i realised after all of this.. (while i sit here half awake and half sleep typing) is that i always loved taking photos and was quite good at it from a young age. I wonder now what happened to a lot of those prints, knowing well that most of my life was thrown out between 2002 - 2006 (because...well, u remember why)...but all the ones from my childhood that i took, the snaps from school... i have no clue where they went..but hopefully those old fashioned and now personally valuable prints will be somewhere safe, just waiting for the day they become rediscovered and cherished once again.
