Why I started Photography

I didn't know a bug bit me...

I remember looking at the photo above of my mother and brother and falling in love with this photo. Mind you, I wasn't even born at the time it was taken. I was probably 9 when I first really "looked" at this photo. And, I don't know what drew me to it. The picture isn't entirely in focus. It's a little worn and scuffed. Yet, mom looked beautiful and so content; my brother just dazzled a happy smile. Must've been a road trip when my dad decided to take this photograph of his young family. Little did he know this would start my journey into photography so many years later. Even though it's black and white (which I love B/W) I think my dad caught a great moment of peace and happiness.