I did something today that I haven't done in a long time. I dusted off my beautiful 35mm SLR Canon camera and realised how much i missed being a photographer.

For two years of my life I spent it working with my head in a sketch book dreaming up ideas of what i wanted to create. For a very brief moment there (well most of those two years) I doubted that becoming a journalist was what I wanted. For those of you who don't know me, my whole life the only thing I ever wanted to be was a journalist. Yet I took the 2year photography course because I didn't know what else to take and well because it seemed like an easy choice. Definitely not easy, and it opened my eyes to a whole new world. A world in which you can create exactly what you want.
There was nothing I loved more than taking my camera, going out, and taking photo's of anything that made me smile, made me frown, was ugly, or pretty etc. It was a way for my to express myself through the images I chose to take.
Whilst studying the subject a few of my favourite Photographers included Fashion Photographer Nick Knight whose work screamed high-end fashion with a pinch of fantasy. Dream-like if you will. And the work of David Lachapelle was mesmerising and enchanting. His work oozes colour and draws you away from your world and into his. His fake, crazy, insane work of art.
Whilst studying the subject a few of my favourite Photographers included Fashion Photographer Nick Knight whose work screamed high-end fashion with a pinch of fantasy. Dream-like if you will. And the work of David Lachapelle was mesmerising and enchanting. His work oozes colour and draws you away from your world and into his. His fake, crazy, insane work of art.


Whilst I adore being able to express myself through words, there's nothing quite like using an image to speak a million words. Because in alot of cases, images speak the words we are too afraid to say
I Love You
I Hate You
I Love You
I Hate You
