Why You Should Take Photos With Your Friends

Many events have led up to the point of becoming a photographer. My mum always took photos as she has gone through life and as I grew up. It’s interesting to look at what she has done throughout her life and the documentation of my childhood. Each picture shows something different and has a memory attached to it (even if I can’t remember the photo being taken). Within the past few years, I have fallen out with friends and had some even pass away. This has made me cherish each and every photo taken. Some of those photos are the last ones I’ll ever get to take with some of those people. Others I never even bothered to get photos of or with. It made me realise the importance of documenting each and every memory as we never know when the carpet will be taken from underneath our feet. Moving away from the place that I grew up to study somewhere else has made me appreciate every photo that I took in my early teen years. These days I always have at least one camera on my person as well as my phone. It is so important to take photos with
all of your friends, of the things you do and the places that you go. You do not know when all of these things will be gone. People leave, buildings are taken down, bands break up and scariest of all, we all eventually pass away.  None of us know when our time will be and this is why it is so important to cherish everything that you have in your life. Take photos of anything and everything because one day, that might be the only thing you have to cherish that particular moment in time.





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  1. Ayesha12 October 2020 at 21:35

    Makes me want to splurge on a polaroid camera and capture moments in time! The act of taking a photo I think is very grounding. Seeing the moment, seeing the opportunity and making the conscious decision, I want to take a photo of right now, I want to be able to cherish right now forever. It's beautiful. And I love the word cherish. It just sounds so juicy, tasteful and wonderful.

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