Pony Noses

This photo signifies an entire time period in my life. That's one of the reasons i love photography, its can stand for entire time periods. It's not just an image, it represents a moment. 

There was an entire 4 year block of time of my life i basically devoted to horses and riding. Its bizzare to think about it now. i was so involved in the sport. I had my own horse who i loved with all my heart. I traveled showing competitively, and was at the barn 7 days a week. I met some incredible people in my time spent in the indusrty.

and ill tell you, there isnt much that is more satisfying than kissing one of those incredible animals on the nose.

There is just something about their noses, they're adorable.

My horse Bailey!

The neighbors miniature pony

My Story

 

So here's my story

I was always taking pictures whenever there was a camera anywhere near me; I used little disposable cameras like it was my job. I never thought much of my pictures, it was just something i knew i had a passion for. My best friend at the time got a fancy camera for her birthday, and we went out and did a 'photo shoot' on the path through the woods near her house. I took bunches of pictures, got only a few good ones. I never really showed anyone my pictures, thought it wasn't worth the time.

I was visiting my Nana (mom's mother) one year over the summer. Going there was always the same, with the same conversations. "ohh you've gotten so big" "how is school" "how is your job" "any new hobbies?"
  for whatever reason, i decided to show my nana my photos because i had some up online. We all gathered around the computer, MUCH to my dismay, as i paged through my pictures. Everyone started saying that i had an 'eye for photography' which i took with a grain of salt. Later on that day my nana sat me down and said it made her happy that i was able to capture such pictures with seemingly no effort. Then she told me a fact that shook my world.

My mother had a love, and an eye for photography.

Now the weight of this is hard to convey over a page on the web. My mother passed away quickly when i was 8. I was so young and didn't understand why or how it happened. I wanted so bad to find a connection to her through my life. I convinced myself that my favorite color was green. I listened to Steele Dan even though i thought he sounded funny because i knew she listened to him. This one fact instantly tied myself to my mother. I had no idea she liked photography when i started, and for a while after, but i knew it was something i had a passion for.
Every picture i capture makes me think of her.

This picture specifically. I'm not even sure why, but this picture always brings forth an emotion i cant, and wont try to describe.

ill describe my future pictures more, but i wanted to tell my story first.
Thanks for listening