Never Bored (w/ a camera in hand)
I don’t think I could ever get bored with a camera in hand. There’s something about it — the quiet (or not so quiet) click of the shutter, the way light bends and changes from moment to moment — that feels endlessly fascinating. It’s like the world opens up a little more every time I look through the viewfinder.
Photography has a way of slowing me down. In a world that’s always rushing somewhere, holding a camera reminds me to stop and look — really look, observe. I start noticing how light cuts across a wall, how colors shift as the day progresses, or how a fleeting expression can say more than words ever could. The camera helps me pay attention to the present in a way nothing else does.
What I love most is that there are no limits. You can photograph anything and everything. A landscape, a shadow, a child’s messy drawing, or a quiet corner of a coffee shop — all of it holds something worth remembering. It’s not about perfection or gear or technique. It’s about curiosity. The willingness to see beauty in the ordinary.
Some days, photography feels like meditation — a chance to breathe and notice. Other days, it’s pure play, a way to chase light and experiment. And sometimes, it’s both. I’ve learned that every photograph tells a small story, even if it’s just about how I felt in that moment.
People often ask if I ever run out of things to shoot. The truth is, I don’t think that’s possible. The world keeps changing — light changes, seasons shift, people move. Even familiar places feel new when you see them with fresh eyes. The camera helps me rediscover what I thought I already knew.
For me, photography isn’t just a hobby or a creative outlet. It’s a way of seeing — a habit of curiosity that spills into everything else I do. Whether I’m traveling, working, teaching, or spending time with my family, that instinct to look closely is always there. It reminds me that beauty isn’t rare; it’s everywhere, waiting for someone to notice.
And that’s why I could never get bored with a camera in hand. Because every time I lift it, I get to fall in love with the world all over again.
