If you were to ask me why I take photographs I would have to attempt to explain the unexplainable. When words fail me,photographs speak the words I can't seem to find. It is a part of me. There is this spark in my soul that gets kindled whenever I am able to freeze a perfect moment. Just like a writer has to write,I have to take photos. It is an undying passion. I will be awake in the late hours of the night,laying things out in my mind. I'll be honest and say that my work hasn't come to it's full flavor yet. But I am seeing my photos become more and more my own style. I leave traces of my soul in the background of each photo I take. If I never made a dime with my camera,if I never won a contest or got recognition,I would still have to go on snapping pictures. I just can't stop.
This is why I am a photographer.
~Emily
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