The camera is what captures moments in time and the photographer is the one who allows you to see through their eyes with their pictures, with the moments they can capture through the lens. It's not about what the photograph is, it's about the story it's trying to tell you, to show you. With a camera it's all about perspective. Different sights captured at different times and places, moments and memories. Each person, place and thing have a story to be told and that's why cameras are made. To express the feelings in the moment being created.
Every person has a story, and just like lenses, their eyes capture moments in time that creates memories. Some people travel around the world spreading their words and experiences and others don't know how to express them. Everybody expresses their feelings in all kinds of different ways, some use the camera or they draw, some dance and others make music. People who are more extroverted tend to do public speaking, they stand in front of a large crowd and they speak their mind and opinions. Others, are quiet. The people who can't seem to find their voice; introverts, use other form of communication without using their words.
I, am an ambivert. The one who fits in the middle, who stands their ground only without using my words. The person who captures the moments using a camera and expressing the feelings onto paper. The one who talks only when needed but is stronger than amour.
I'm observant, I'm curious, I see everything and notice every detail. I focus on what's past the outer shell and focus more on what people miss. I see the heavy in your head, the grey in your eyes, and the drag in your feet. Feel the shivers in your arms, the pace in your heart and the shake of your breath. Sense the weight of your shoulders and the stiffness in your chest, the pain of a smile and the heartbreak of your touch. I see not only with my eyes but with yours, only the memories are stored away like a file in a cabinet.
I find peacefulness in the quiet storm, to capture the lights and sounds that strike the sky only to seize time and to reflect what's bouncing in the mirror that's inside. There's a raging war within only I cannot find the words to show so I show them with my eyes. The other eyes I use in my hands, in everyone's hands are the eyes that take words and form them into your thoughts.
