So why do what I do? I want to be that different voice and offer a different shot. I want to bring hope to the nations that no longer believe that things could get better. To bring healing because true healing doesn't suppress and forget, its learning how to live when people have lost everything. 

  Growing up I never really had a hobby. I had a very “pick it up, try it out, get tired of it” kind of attitude. But for as long as I can remember I have always wanted to capture moments; whether my outlet be photojournalism or pursuing a career in some sort of film making. And that is something I ran with throughout my childhood and high school I always was behind the lens snapping away. To me, that was my joy. The sound of the shutter was my voice.      By the age of 17 I would say I was somewhat getting successful with a little photography business doing photo shoots every weekend and colleges reaching out with promising scholarships. But then the enemy really got the best of me. In an age where social media is so alive its hard not to compare yourself to everything that is out there. It’s hard not to let thoughts of never being good enough slip in. Thoughts that you will never grow in your photography slip through. I was constantly comparing myself to people. And I came to the conclusion that I would never succeed. For the next three years I decided to hang up the one thing I desperately loved the most.     Flash forward three years later to the age of twenty. Inside I was dying to ignite that passion I once had to capture raw candid moments. I wanted to live my life with purpose. I started to really wonder why I stopped taking photos and it dawned on me I was taking pictures of things I necessarily didn't like. ( Now don’t get me wrong there is nothing wrong with portraits its just not my thing.) I wanted more than a smiling face. I wanted to capture life. I wanted to be a visual story teller, to spread awareness of things going on in the world. I wanted to show visually the power of God and how he moves throughout cultures. I wanted to travel and meet people, hear their stories and collect them so I could bring them home to tell the people. I want to evoke emotions in people through an image. I longed for the rawness of candid moments, the anticipation of “freezing time”.       Slowly I have been trying to get back into the groove of things. But with every step there is sometimes a road block. I would be lying if I said I didn’t get discouraged. I am human, I get discouraged, I think maybe this isn’t for me, maybe someone else out there is better.  I can think myself into holes a lot of the time. But I believe God has really placed this on my heart, to go out and capture life so I can show people what is happening in the world. To bring healing through photography, to share the stories of people who may not have voices. And I am learning that the enemy can no longer silence me, that even if I may not be the best I will strive to do what I love most so that I can bring about awareness for others.

In a creative rut today.

all my files are to large to load onto tumblr and its really bringing a damper to my day.

The look out

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