This was quite possibly the most crucial photo I’ve ever taken. Despite my lack of interest in being a photographer, during my Sophomore year in high school I took Photojournalism simply because of a girl. I was far from an artist with the lens and actually shot very rarely because I produced such terrible images. One week in March of that semester I was in the woods of Courtland, NY and snapped this while the sun set behind the mountain. At the end of the semester we showed our work to the teacher, Mrs. Boatright, and I included this image in my collection. Boatright was very excited about it and asked if I wanted to be part of the upcoming gallery. I of course was excited and jumped on the offer. So several of my peers and I had the opportunity to show their work at a local gallery as part of a student collection. After that, Mrs. Boatright urged me to cary a camera around wherever I went so as to cultivate what she saw as some form of raw basic skill. She also practically forced me to include some photo classes into my curriculum when I left for college, and there they told me if you really want to learn photography you need to go to brooks. This photograph changed my life… All the amazing people I’ve met, the ones I’ve loved here in California, The wonderful places I’ve lived, the new lifestyle, the terrific experiences, the heartbreaking pain of making great new friends knowing that they will be moving far away as soon as this education is complete, and my current career path would never have occurred had this one image not been created. It can all be traced back to this one photograph.
Blows my mind.