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My Passion

What is your secret (or not-so-secret) passion?

My passion (besides my children of course!) is my photography. I love taking my camera out and snapping away. I have been known to go overboard with quantity but boy does the quality come through. When my friend Ashley had her baby girl earlier this year, I spent a couple hours with them in the hospital.  I took approximately 189 photos. No lie. I got rid of about 100 of them but still, I like the way I do it.

My dad was an avid photographer as I was growing up and I got my first camera from him. It was one of the classic Kodak 110 cameras and even then, I took pictures of everything. The kids two houses down and their homemade skate ramp (learned to pop an ollie there). The dogs being walked around the block. Goofy faces that friends make when a camera is pointed at them. Hey, some things never change eh? I'm sure my dad limited me to how many rolls he would buy and process. Man I thought I was the shit with that camera!

Next I had a Kodak Disc camera. I took that with when our 8th grade class went to Springfield, IL for a field trip. I took more pictures of classmates than anything Lincoln related. I love looking at those photos. Such fun times. Crappy photo quality for sure but memories none the less.

I've used several different cameras through the years and couldn't name a single one of them. When we had Donovan, my camera of choice was our Canon SLR that my inlaws gave to us the week before we got married. I loved that camera (and still do). I really enjoyed black and white photography with that camera. Somewhere downstairs, there are boxes and boxes of photos. When we realized we were spending at least $100 a month on processing alone, we knew we had to get a digital camera. We got ourselves a Kodak EasyShare with the dock and it was awesome. We used it for years. Then something when wonky with the power/selection wheel and we were down and out, without a camera.

We got my baby, the Nikon D40 a few years ago. I would drool on this camera if it were covered by a warranty. I have taken almost 10,000 photos with it. I would be taking more, hell I would have my photography business up and going already BUT the pop up flash is broken and I can't afford to get it fixed. I don't really want to upgrade my camera because it still does a phenomenal job. If have really good light, I'm ok and can still kick out awesome photos. Someday, I'll be able to get it fixed and then make my small business dream come true. Wish me luck!

Some of my favorite photos I've taken:


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