(Written in Laos, 2017)
The reason behind my photography. I’ve never really thought about the answer to this question. Never really thought about the question either. but I know this: without photography, and without my camera. I don’t know if I could be doing what I’ve been doing for the past few months.
I don’t think I realize it, but photography is an escape. No one can see what im creating unless I show it. that my camera is somewhat what I hide behind… I wouldn’t be able to go out and walk the streets without it because of my anxiety… but when I have my camera it is like this shield that I feel invincible to my anxiety.
it’s my distraction from the feelings I get overflow with. I would struggle to be able to stand in a crowd or walk around the streets without it.
I love to capture life’s moments and what I’m really experiencing. Right now. In the moment. No photo I’ve taken of other people has been set up. It’s all natural and real, and it shows in my photos. And sometimes its not the easiest thing… you have to be open and confident and brave to take photos of strangers, and sometimes you have to build a relationship with them first, by playing with them or talking to them and getting the trust and building the relationship up enough, and once you both open up, you see the magic behind / in people.
People think we have more than them in this life. (materialistic)
But I think they have more than us