Close Print Revise Why do are you always taking pictures Hannah

Close Print Revise Why do are you always taking pictures Hannah? My friend. .. Reviewed by Ms. Swan Why do are you always taking pictures Hannah? My friend giggles. 1 just like to remember every little detail. Every pretty little thing. Every pretty place. This is a constant theme of interactions I experience, finding myself filled with ecstasy whenever someone takes notice. From when I was a kid, I’ve always found myself becoming infatuated with music lessons and sewing and doing things I’ve always been told I was better than other people at, and thfe’iiiding myself growing bored almost immediately. This pattern repeats, over and over, with friendships, relationships, bad coping mechanisms. All I could and can seem to feel is obsession. Short fused, temporary obsession. I could never find myself stagnant, in one place for too long. At least, not happily, and not without feeling like a bird trapped in a cage. lived an, interesting Through the past few years of these short lives phases in my life, I also happened to never find me in the same place too many times. A open cellar door illuminated with a blue light, and I would stop in my tracks and capture it digitally with whatever I had on hand. A night or moment or a feeling I wouldn’t want to forget, I would take a picture. A night or a moment or a feeling I wouldn’t want to remember, I would take a picture. All of these memories would be stored into my online photo diary. I wasn’t able to let any of them go, no matter the circumstance. give us a more concrete story about this – I need more details to flesh out the whole picture of what is happening here takes notice, and then losing interest when they stop noticing? show us some more very concrete examples of this are you saying this is a bad coping mechanism itself? clarify I love these images but what do they have to do with the first sentence in this paragraph – not quite sure of the meaning here

Scrolling through visual representations of periods of time in my life, noticing color changes and different feelings flooding back whenever I see photos that were meaningless in the moment I took them. My never stopping changing life, encapsulated in pictures I loved taking. They changed with it, subconsciously and they expressed emotions and concepts I never even thought I had felt during the times I took them. My love for photography was one of many that I had never even considered, never recognized. The one controlled variable in my life of unpredictability. | feel as though you should really focus on the act of taking pictures as your vehicle – show us more about THIS part of your life I want to see more ofthis in the essay