I took my first photo at the age of 11 (more or less) with an old Russian camera and b&w film, that I found in my parents’ drawer.

Nobody explained to me how to use it, there was no internet yet, I was excited in anticipation for the outcome, and it was all a “big deal” to me.

I was photographing my two younger siblings on the apple tree.

That was over 30 years ago. The emotions, places, people… change, but the delight in observing it is immutable.