Have I ever told you about how I got started in photography?  Well, I can truly tell you that it runs in the family.  My grandmother loved photography.  She always had a camera in hand whenever we went somewhere.  There are lots of pictures of my dad and his sisters from when they were kids as well as me and my cousins growing up.

My dad enjoys photography also.  He taught me how to use the Pentax K1000, a fully manual camera for those of you who don’t know!  There was no little computer inside to do any thinking for you!  You had to set your ISO, Aperture and Shutter speed correctly to get the right exposure and you had to get it right in the camera the first time!  (Same applies to dSLRs of course…)

I’ve been taking pictures all my life.  My first camera was some cheap little 110 film camera when I was 10 or 11.  It took the most awful pictures but I loved it!  Over the years I had many cameras and always had one with me when we went on trips with friends and family.  I have albums full of photos – my practice years!

Dad taught me the technical aspects when I was 18.  I got my first film SLR a few years later and went digital in 2008.  Now, my children have been bitten by the bug.  My youngest (13 months) is already trying to get my camera, as you can see above!  My daughter has a cute toy camera that takes the most awful pictures!  I plan to get her something a bit nicer when she’s a bit older and won’t break it so easily!

ETA:  Since posting this, my aunt informed me that my granddad also was an avid photographer.  He passed away when I was 8 so I don’t remember a lot about him.  He had a darkroom in the basement and was very interested in the physics of photography.  Cool.

So that’s my little story!  What’s your story?  I’d love to hear it!  Comment or email me.  I LOVE comments!