My Travel Photography Journey - Sh*t to Boss
I'm not one to usually toot my horn and say I'm amazing at any certain skill.
I'm not particularly great at anything. I'm pretty good at a lot of things, but not great.
Photography is a thing that has been in my life for years, but more because 3 of my boyfriends were interested in photography before it even crossed my mind to pick up a camera. I always wondered why on earth they would bother. I didn't really understand the point, but more so, I never really thought I could be good at it.
And even 3 years after I picked up a camera, I actually thought I was completely rubbish...until very, very recently. I caught myself looking at my portfolio in admiration. Beautiful images sharing a story, curated beautifully and images complimenting each other.
And it feels weird to say at this point in time I actually really love my photos. But...
The Start of it All - My Travel Journey
Circa 2007 - the very first solo trip I undertook to Canada and Europe where I spent 9 months abroad exploring on my own and where I started satisfying a craving, which unknown to me would never disappear.
Travel.
So why travel? What drives this desire within me to explore? What makes it hard for me to survive and live without travel?