This photo was taken with my first camera, a second-hand Nikon D5100 that my dad bought for me after I told him I wanted to make movies. The girl in this photo was my best friend. She was the reason I felt brave enough to try so many new things, because I knew she always had my back. She’s still out there, living her life… we just don’t talk anymore. On the surface, this photo feels ordinary. But to me, it holds everything, the camera, the place, and the dreams I used to have. It’s a quiet reminder of a version of my life I still miss.
This photo was taken with my first camera, a second-hand Nikon D5100 that my dad bought for me after I told him I wanted to make movies. The girl in this photo was my best friend. She was the reason I felt brave enough to try so many new things, because I knew she always had my back. She’s still out there, living her life… we just don’t talk anymore. On the surface, this photo feels ordinary. But to me, it holds everything, the camera, the place, and the dreams I used to have. It’s a quiet reminder of a version of my life I still miss.