the awakening

Let's continue with the story. After putting on hold this passion I have for the art of photography, (plus budget constraints preventing me from pursuing it), some of my friends who have been carrying with them their DSLRs, gave me a chance to hold one and let me try to shoot some shots.

                          

This chance meeting led to one of them letting me borrow for a while one of those instruments to capture light and create visionary representations of what  one sees through the viewfinder . . .

While using the camera, something stirred inside of me. Trying to awaken the creativity that lies beneath. Making me want to share what I am, and what I can become. Sometimes, the passion grows every minute . . . sometimes, every second. Whatever inspiration I gain through experiences, through emotions, I try to put into imagery. And I have this strong belief, that whatever talent God gave us, MUST be shared, for all to witness and experience.

I am not, in any way, an expert or a professional, when it comes to digital photography, mind you. I am here right now, imparting something that moves me. I have so much yet to learn. I am learning every day. I am learning every time I breath.

More of the learnings to come . . .

the beginning

The passion for photography started since my younger years, but was curtailed and put on hold for the pursuit of a better future. My parents decided that I become a medical professional, so I studied, crawled, wept, bled and became a doctor.

Several years have passed. Not only did I become a doctor, I also became a husband and a father, to our three wonderful sons. You'll get to know my family later. The fervor to become a photographer was still there . . . somewhere in the depths of my being . . . my soul.

The time came to dig into the depths and raise the amber that lies beneath.