I first began taking photos as a child. I was around 10 years old when I shot my very first photo on a day out with my family. I recall the moment clearly.
My dad was busying around taking pictures of us children and mum, when mum suggested it would be nice if there was a photo of her and dad together. She told dad he should show me what to do and I remember feeling this little glimmer of excitement, not least because it was dad's special camera, a big SLR that looked very fancy and very expensive.
He handed it to me carefully, and understandably perhaps a little apprehensively, he showed me what to do, told me not to drop it, and then sat on the picnic bench beside mum.
In those days of course there was a roll of film in the camera, so I was only allowed one chance! I lifetd the camera to my eye, saw my parents, pushed the button, feeling really grown up, and then handed the camera back to dad and went off to play. That's the only thing I actually remember about that whole day; the day I shot my first ever image...
A few weeks later the photos arrived in the post and the only one I remember was mine, a lovely, nicely composed photo of mum and dad sitting together on a sunny day - and it's still around in a photo album somewhere at their house. Memories...
From then onwards as I grew up, I always carried a little camera around with me. It started off as an old small camera of dad's, then small disposables, then a slightly more lasting cartridge type camera, then a disc camera, then something that took panoramic shots as well as other various sizes, then a 35mm roll film camera and finally, my first DSLR. My teenage years, my twenties and now my thirties are all documented in pictures. From sensible bobs, to frizzy perms, from long and wavy, to mid-length and straight, my hairstyles and those of my family and friends through the ages are lasting proof that some fashions are best left as memories!
But it wasn't until my husband, who has hounded me for years to go professional, surprised me a few Christmases ago with my present Canon EOS 5D Digital SLR Camera, that I really began to understand the true value of investing in a really good camera.
These days, instead of just pressing a little button, hearing a click and experiencing a blinding flash and the dreaded red-eye photos of yester-year, my photos are always replications of real life as I see it.
When I look through the 5D's eye-piece, I see before me something that will look exactly the same when I view it later on my laptop or when I print it off for framing.
With its 12.8mp full frame CMOS sensor, I am guaranteed to get what I see with all the lovely colours, highlights and shadows in the right place. I rarely need to adjust anything about my photos, aside from the odd cropping if I'm wanting to change the look of something, or to remove somebody or something that was unavoidably caught in the shooting.