Sharing a Memory

So they way I see it. There are only two reason to take a picture. Those two reasons are to save a memory and share a moment with someone who can't be there first hand. As an aspiring (horribly) photo journalist, I should realize the more intricate aspects of the job description. So i say, "Why not both?" Why can't you share not only the moment but the memory as well? Some might say well because to have a true memory of the event, you have to be there in the flesh else it's just a story without words. The beautiful thing about photos is that that is exactly what they are; stories without words. I also believe that you can share the memory if the photo can properly tell the story of the event it's commemorating.

I'm extremely nervous about actually pursuing this field as a job or even serious pastime. To be good at photojournalism, you need to have a quality camera which costs money. Now the one thing that usually holds me back is that I can never remember to take pictures. I have my phone which takes decent photos for a beginner like myself, but I can't keep the conscious thought in my head that any and every moment is capturable. Of course lately I haven't really had many memorable moments. Mostly just day to day work etc. However, I'm in Hawaii. There is seriously something wrong with me as a writer and photographer is I can't find at least one thing to take a picture of and write about. So starting today, I'm going to try to be on the lookout for photo-ops and the like. I need to get better at this if I'm going to be taking this seriously enough to consider as a career. So since I said I'm starting today, what, you may ask, is my first piece going to be one. Well, at the risk of sounding narcissistic, myself. This article is my first step and first of many more in becoming what I want to be in life. So there you have it.


Oh yeah, a picture...