At quite an early age I can remember being a very visual person. I would love to look through magazines, books and television. I would sit with my grandmother and watch old black and white movies. The funny thing is that as much as I enjoyed looking at visually pleasing images I was and still am a terrible sketch artist/ painter. There wasn’t a camera around for me to use. The only camera around was a Polaroid camera that my mom had, and I wasn’t allowed to touch.
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