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Im strange. Well, not as strange as I would like to think I am, but non the less, I am a little off balance (p.s what is this balance?) I never understood why people stay in school years after they graduated. I just kept thinking in my mind " All these classes and look, your still stupid! You would have to be to still be here!" But I was horribly misinformed! This is my College. I am here about 50% of my week. And within this week, I leave time for these moments when I can be running from one class to lab to look up into these enormous oak trees. These Trees are beautiful. I can't explain them...But they are what I find most of my photography attacking. But it's in these moments when I find myself looking at these trees, that I feel the need to remind myself... "I'm not the first" I'm not the first person to love these trees...I'm not the first person to pass this dirt, this ground, not the first to travel this path...And what this all translates in my head is that...I'm not the first person to have these dreams! I have always wanted to be a photographer! And when I mean always...I mean ALWAYS! I remember before I even held a camera, I fell in love with the sound of the click and re-wind of a camera just used. I associate many things with photo's and photography itself...But what mainly it comes down to...Is passion! Some people can argue their Ethos quite eloquently, some can sing you to smiles and tears, and some people can take their slightly different views of things, and make it possible for you to see and share in it also. That's what I use my photographs as sometimes, yet among other things, I still think I have a lot to learn. Where I might use my "talent" later...God, who knows! But what I can do now, is keep...Ugh...Putting away! Yeah...Perfect ending to that one...Ha.