Ok, so here is the deal.
I suffer from self doubt, especially in my work. It happens to all of us. For me it stems from the fact that when I take a photograph, and show it to the world, to me I am giving a piece of my heart.
My love of photography began when I could not deal with childhood depression. When I was in the 7th grade my wonderful teacher Mr. Markes taught us how to use a 35 mm camera and develop the film, and that's where the love affair began. Not with the teacher, with photography. What were you people thinking?
Anyways, I picked up a set of photography books at a garage sale for 50 cents, to me this was the most wonderful treasure I could find. Books about lighting, mood, photojournalism, color and technique.
I really found myself laying on the floor for hours listening to music and wondering off into new worlds looking at these books. I wanted to travel the world and make a difference with pictures, to show the world the beauty that lies all around us, that we never see. It was these pictures that saved me from myself, and I wanted to do the same for someone else.
I still from time to time lapse into a depressed state and am working very hard to stop myself from going into the deep spiral I found myself delving into when I was young. I refuse medication, ( personal reasons, I make no judgments on others choices in seeking help)
I have noticed that I have become very confused about myself, I have been able to admit to myself that I am indeed a walking grey area, I am not sure what I like about myself, or what I don't like about myself. I have no real opinions on most things and find myself agreeing with most people because I WANT TO SEE BOTH SIDES.
Well I have noticed that I have become confused with my photography as well......
To better sum this up for those I have confused ( sorry for the rant folks, I am all over the place I know)
I need to tell peoples stories, I need to show the world why someone is beautiful,
It does not have to be the obvious beauty that magazines have thrown at us,
It can be they beauty of a single mom, a freckled face kid, a war hero, a cancer patient.
We need to hear their stories.
As of now, I am going to try my hardest to tell those stories and share it with you.
If anyone wants to share their stories let me know and we can talk.
Cheers.
Kinsey
