Photography and I :: 100th post

Photography and I by OldScratchedVinyl
Photography and I, a photo by OldScratchedVinyl on Flickr.

I've been thinking for days now about what to write for this "memorable" occasion in the short lifespan of this blog. It's been an adventure for sure, I could tell y'all about why it all started, how I did, how I grew as a person, a photographer, etc, and about where I am now and where I want to go but it's been long enough now to realise most of you won't even read this. To begin with there's not many people who do check out this blog, and I'm okay with that. It's not like I go around advertising it as much or trying to make my friends read the stuff I post in here. A lot of them are not even interested in fashion, or photography for that matter and I don't post enough rants in here to make it worthwhile the usual reads. I've realised, just like in architecture, that I've got to let the image speak for itself. Then if it won't talk, won't convey a message, then I've failed.

I thought deep and hard about what to say, how happy I've been about finding a new hobby in my life, all inspired by finding a very special person in my life with whom now I share my days and lean on when I get scared cause a huge insect is flying around my room but the truth is I could never find the right words.

It's been almost a year now since I first arrived in Milan and maybe that could also be a topic, but what can I say, I spent the whole year crying about the lack of salsa and tacos. Then when I went home it all went so quickly it's not been almost a month I'm back and I still feel it was yesterday. I look back in all the things I left behind to be here, and I do appreciate the things I found here, the things I got to take back with me home, and I guess it's always been more important to not forget who I am and where I come from. Makes me realise most of you have no fucking idea of who I am or why my lousy opinion should in any way matter to you.

I can't tell you all these things, because I don't know them. My life has always been a constant blur leading to some beautiful lucid moments which I treasure dearly and in the way I've met some spectacular people who I cherish with all my heart; shoutout to Irene, Juanchi, Isaac, Jovany and the few true friends I lost and hope are in a better place.

All I can give to you, reader, is a promise that I will try, this new year of the blog, to make this more interesting, both for you and me. Maybe this blog will never amount to nothing important, but let it be a compilation of insanity driven by a wish. A wish that someday I will be able to tell you who I am and where I stand, proud. Until then, I hope y'all join me in this ride. Buckle up.

Thanks for reading.