Photo has been a great experience in my life, it really has.
I wouldn't be the same person. Well, maybe.
I remember this is where I met Amber and Matt. I still have Matt's photo collage on my wall.
I remember repeatedly trying to print on a pair of sunglasses. Tiny image, but I got it.
I remember when I stopped doing timed test strips and could just judge how long to expose. Bad, I know, but it worked. And I felt really good because I knew my photos.
I remember the first photos I shot. The guitar.
I remember when one of them went missing. And I found out this year that it was stolen by someone who came into the photo room and liked it, so they took it to hang in their room. I was more flattered than angry.
I remember how I would go to my next class and smell developer on my hands. And it grew to be normal, and kind of comforting.
I remember deciding that I love this, more than anything I'd loved in a while.
I remember a lot, and I'm hoping I'll never forget <3