My first camera was a point and shoot; it was bright red, and I shyly took photos of my class mates, but calmly photographed flowers, shadows, and details. I was in eighth grade; it was 1983. That was the beginning. Many other interests have come and gone, but photography has stayed. Photography is the opposite of the written word: while reading, you must visualize what is described, whereas a photograph gives you the visual but you must imagine the story.
And Mexico is brimming with stories hidden in photographs: the colorful walls enveloping the hand-carved doors, the variety of beautifully made handcrafts, the amazing architecture, details representing the rich Mexican history. I was nine years old when I first traveled to Mexico; they called me señorita, played beautiful music, and everyone was always smiling. As an adult, I've traveled regularly to Mexico- visiting various locations throughout the republic, and have also lived in Querétaro. Mexico is dear to me for its people, colors, music, food, and traditions. These experiences began my love for Mexico, and the end is nowhere in sight.
I consider myself a street photographer; wandering to find a unique detail, angle or view. I like to use the camera for its simple purpose, so it's always on Auto. Sometimes, the opportunity can't wait. I'm constantly observing and often photograph a subject which others might question, but...I've learned to follow my instincts and snap that photo!