Justin Huang wrote:
my photo career peaked at the age of 7 when i won 3rd place in my elementary school's photo contest. sadly, it all went downhill from there.

hehe, thats adorable!

KM von Seidl wrote:
I started twice.

Back in late 80's I was doing ceramics/sculpture and got tired of paying big bucks for product shots and decided to do my own.  Bottom line is that the light tent got little use and I became fascinated with photography from so-called street photography to the darkroom (I loved playing with chemicals.)  I was very much more literal then, photojournalistic realism was my goal.

I pretty much lost all my gear and nearly every negative in the '89 Loma Prieta earthquake.  And I didn't pick up a camera for a good measure of time.

When I did, I used the camera to capture the stuff that I wasn't able to express with my functional ceramics.  It became my 2-d way of doing things, portraying things that 3-d sculpture wasn't able to do.   And early on I started mixing it with other media, and assembling it onto other forms.

And there you have it folks: no mention of her age whatsoever.



Hmph.  Just like a woman.  Typical...

KM von Seidl wrote:
I started twice.

Back in late 80's I was doing ceramics/sculpture and got tired of paying big bucks for product shots and decided to do my own.  Bottom line is that the light tent got little use and I became fascinated with photography from so-called street photography to the darkroom (I loved playing with chemicals.)  I was very much more literal then, photojournalistic realism was my goal.

I pretty much lost all my gear and nearly every negative in the '89 Loma Prieta earthquake.  And I didn't pick up a camera for a good measure of time.

When I did, I used the camera to capture the stuff that I wasn't able to express with my functional ceramics.  It became my 2-d way of doing things, portraying things that 3-d sculpture wasn't able to do.   And early on I started mixing it with other media, and assembling it onto other forms.

This is very cool...simply because of need you became a photographer!

Sorry about losing the equipments...I know the feeling.

Frank Vigil Photography wrote:
I'll be 56 in a few weeks.  I first knew I was drawn to photography when I was five years old.  I was rummaging through my older brother's drawer (so much neat stuff that I wasn't allowed to have) when I discovered his Kodak Brownie camera.  I was so keen on it, I stole it and ran around the house and yard for the next few days, "taking pictures" of anything and everything I saw.  Not only did I ruin the role of film (but I kept on "shooting" anyway), I drew the ire of my brother when he discovered I had it!  It was love at first sight though, and I was hooked.  Photography clubs all through Jr. High and High school, majored in photography in college, was a photographer in the Air Force for four years and then bought my first studio (existing business).  I was hooked!

Interestingly, it wasn't until I was 34 that I realized I was getting tired of photography, it had become too much like work.  By then, I was working as a photojournalist and an aerial photographer, had photos published in several, major magazines (Time and Scientific American among them); and was pretty settled.  Tired of the "poor artist" routine though, I abandoned it all in '84 and got involved in something entirely different.  This proved to be quite successful and photography became a serious hobby (and FUN again!).  It wasn't until a few years ago that I once again changed course and became a full time, professional photographer.  Now, at the age of 56, I'm unlikely to change careers again, so I have some large goals for myself.

I love photography, but I also know that there is the danger of losing the fun aspect of it if I'm not careful.  Work should always be fun!

Regards,

Frank

Frank Vigil Photography wrote:
I'll be 56 in a few weeks.  I first knew I was drawn to photography when I was five years old.  I was rummaging through my older brother's drawer (so much neat stuff that I wasn't allowed to have) when I discovered his Kodak Brownie camera.  I was so keen on it, I stole it and ran around the house and yard for the next few days, "taking pictures" of anything and everything I saw.  Not only did I ruin the role of film (but I kept on "shooting" anyway), I drew the ire of my brother when he discovered I had it!  It was love at first sight though, and I was hooked.  Photography clubs all through Jr. High and High school, majored in photography in college, was a photographer in the Air Force for four years and then bought my first studio (existing business).  I was hooked!

Interestingly, it wasn't until I was 34 that I realized I was getting tired of photography, it had become too much like work.  By then, I was working as a photojournalist and an aerial photographer, had photos published in several, major magazines (Time and Scientific American among them); and was pretty settled.  Tired of the "poor artist" routine though, I abandoned it all in '84 and got involved in something entirely different.  This proved to be quite successful and photography became a serious hobby (and FUN again!).  It wasn't until a few years ago that I once again changed course and became a full time, professional photographer.  Now, at the age of 56, I'm unlikely to change careers again, so I have some large goals for myself.

I love photography, but I also know that there is the danger of losing the fun aspect of it if I'm not careful.  Work should always be fun!

Regards,

Frank

Frank,
I don't know if I belive you you look very young in your avadar photo of yourself.

ahddhdhaahha Just kidding.