As I was taking pictures of my surroundings in Colombia, my cousin’s wife was taking pictures of me (which I wasn’t aware of until much later). Seeing the pictures she took made me wonder what professional photographers must look like when they’re in the zone. Do they look like tourists like I feel like I did? Or do they look like super cool people who know something that non-photographers don’t know?
Whether I look like a tourist or not, my passion for photography grows with every picture I take. I’m not entirely sure why I like photography so much. Maybe it’s the satisfaction I feel when I realize that I’ve taken a pretty rad picture on my tiny camera or perhaps it’s the fact that I can do amazing things with them—such as bringing awareness to poverty or displaying the beauties of a misunderstood country.
I think my growing love for photography goes hand-in-hand with my love for telling stories, particularly human stories. Although I haven’t done much of that yet, I hope to do so in the near future because, as of now, nothing else brings me such fulfillment.