Welcome to my memory

I've always taken excessive photos to help me remember things that I've done. Not only to reminisce over when I'm a raisin wishing I wore more sunscreen and smiled in more photos, but because I've always had a pretty crappy memory. 

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Over time, I really came to appreciate the power of photography. I adore the way that images can transport observers back to a moment, one that seemed to have faded from memory but which can suddenly be recalled with great clarity. It allows me to remember and even sense the most minute of details. It's likely the closest I'll ever get to teleportation in my lifetime but I'm not mad.  I do wish some images would hold back on that power a little however, because there are some smells I do not want to smell again.

I love portrait photography and the control that you can play with, but for me, candid photography will always be special as it continually reaffirms the beauty of observation, and that's one of the best things I've ever learnt. To me, people and moments are beautiful as they naturally are, no awareness of a pesty camera, no self-consciousness, just being beautiful in present existence. 

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