It’s odd how often we take for granted our roots to what has made us all of what we are today. For example, for many years I believed that my first interaction with photography as I know today was at 14 years old.
However, that is not the case.
Recently, I was lucky to find prints of photos I had taken with a disposable camera at about 8 years old. I had completely forgotten about taking these photos and finding them brought back to life my memory of those moments.
The photos might not have been taken for any purpose other than being things I found interesting at the time. They aren’t anything special.
But, what fascinates me about these photos is how similar their style and composition are to my own photography today. It’s even more incredible if we consider that I had no knowledge in photography at 8 years old.
In a way, these photos are proof that I’ve always had a deep liking for photography. It’s the art that unconsciously I’ve always had within me.
They are a part of my roots.
