Shapes

Random thoughts about how much the little things shape the person you become. My mother affirms she has no artistic inclination but aside from her knitting skills I look back on the photographs she took when I was a child - it all brings to mind so many possibilities/ ideas.

Subconsiously it must have affected me, I recall a particular trip as a thirteen year old taking her Nikon camera and trying to photograph scurrying small animals, and a previous trip to Normandy the worry of not being able to manually rewind the film and having to get a teacher to sort it out.... I waffle in my wonderings