A talented, young, aspiring photographer recently asked me, “Jamie, what is your camera’s name?” I smiled and responded, “Her name is Bunny — as in Playboy Bunny because I can’t keep my hands off her.” Since he is only fourteen years old, I don’t think he got the joke. However, his mother, a long-time friend, saw the humor in it.
Of course, she isn’t the first Bunny. Yes, I am a pig because when Bunny gets too old and slow, I trade her in for a new one. The new Bunny even gets the old Bunny’s stuff. No shame.
When I was nineteen years old and living in the Boston area, I purchased my first camera. While serving in the Navy, I owned two other cameras. Unfortunately, I put my photography on the back burner for a few years. However, a few years ago, my passion was reignited.
Yesterday, I read a wonderful post (Photo by Holly) which reminded me of the therapeutic power of photography. It is an escape, it awakens me to the beauty in anything and everything, and it requires me to focus. In order to capture the world around me at a moment’s notice, I usually have my camera with me. When I was younger, I took pictures of everything!
I kept the 35mm negatives and slides from those days, and I have been slowly digitally scanning them. In an earlier post, Nature is the Art of God, I share some of those early photographs of my youth.
In this post, I thought I would just share an eclectic blend of photographs which I have “snapped” over the years. To see a larger version of the photograph, just click on it.
NOTE: Please, don’t steal my work — see my copyright notice below. If you’d like to use any of my images, send me a message. If you’re a charitable organization or an educational institution, my answer will probably be “yes.” But please, ask me first. Thank you.