My passion for preserving memories comes from my Granny. Throughout her entire life, she was a 'picture-taker'. I loved this about her because her life and my life with her is well-documented. During difficult times in my life, I have been comforted by perusing through the lovingly-taken photos of a much simpler life.
I am the 'picture-taker' in our family. And I love it. My kids can never say "Why aren't there more pictures of us?"
I document the important stuff. And stuff some people may deem 'not as important'. But isn't it? Isn't that simple photo of a child's toothless smile, a funny face or the Blizzards we had for supper important?
My memory is not good sometimes. There are many periods of time throughout my life that I just cannot remember. But I have photos to remind me. Or that I can use to make up my own stories. Either way, they serve their purpose.
And so I hope that, if others cannot remember, they will have my photographs to remind them of a happy time. Even if they laugh at me for taking too many photos, isn't my job done?
Earlier this year, I officially started my photography business, Amy Hobbs Photography. I spend time preparing before photographing my clients . Taking into account each person I'll photograph and how I can capture their personality. My goal is to express my creativity through my photography and to share my gift.
That's the 'why'.
|And she is why.|
|And capturing Gabriel so proud he is turning 3 is why.|