…it is always difficult, but somehow so exciting that it absorbs you…
…actually I didn’t even supposed, there were sequence of events, including the profile of an extraordinary photographer, I started with experiments, some doubt and more hope… and maybe I am still my own testing mouse, but I terribly like what is happening…
…the beginnig was a camera “Smiana-symbol”, which since one dropping into a river has non-working counter:)… and I shooted and shooted…
my first digital camera was “Fujifilm”, 3 megapixels… there is nowhere such an unique machine: the only one capable of using it was me, because even the slightest unnoticable trebling of the hand caused defosusing… but for me the photos with this camera were really great, a sort of challenge…
on my prom I announced to my relatives that I would be happier if I have as a present a new camera instead of jewelley(which is a tradition)… I chose Kodak P880, “nice toy”- as the salesman noticed… and so appeared my first better photograps…
photography is like a drug, you cannot free from this sensation, seeking, thirll… and you do not want… it’s gorgeous, it keeps you in constant euphoria, everything is a frame or chance for a frame, the things attain new importance and captivation, even expectation…
I gradually became more exacting about my photos, sometimes the lack of light, of favoravble conditions ususlly turned to be fatal for the image… thus i discovered the great role of the light in photography, the dnace of the shadows, which gives new meaning to the expression of the face and reveals the true chracter of a person…
I tried to compensate with Photoshop… to be frank when one do not have perfect camera, he or she may become quite invent ingenious… born in a family of computer engineers, I was the only person in the house who was totally uninterested in programmes, parameters, this outlook on life… I think abstractly and it happens when anyone wants exact answer from me this to lead to misunderstanding…
well, just imagine me in front of this programme… my first three attempts I really only opened it, tried to do something – unsuccesfully, and then closed it. after this step by step with few advices from friends, including Interent, I strted to do the most simple things… and with the shooting, absolutely intuitively I started developing my photo-processing skills… three years unitl now…
ideas are dreams, books, but actually every single second is one unique idea… I have never been great at working with complex technology, but I started learning by sense…
my camera was tolen from me on my exam in photography… my grief is not for the money, but about this important part of my soul they took from me…
I shoot with all sorts of cameras now, borrowed, and every time it is magical…with camera in my hands I feel more myself, irreplacable…
