When I was a little boy, my grand father had a darkroom in his basement that was forbidden territory for us children. He also had quite a large collection of cameras that adorned his living room shelves. I was always fascinated, not only by the cameras themselves, but by the art of capturing a single moment in time that one could reflect upon later. I would ask questions about the pictures that he would take, usually of the local inhabitants of our small town. He’d always give me the same answer, “I’ll teach you how to do it when you’re older and can hold the camera.”
Skip ahead to a few years ago when Rochelle started Lucky Lucille. We had no idea how to take photos. I’ve never owned a DSLR camera in my life. We were scrambling to figure out what to do to get decent pictures on her site. That’s when a camera was put in my hands and I had to learn how to turn it on, focus, compose a shot and all the other necessary things that go into taking a beautiful photo. After countless hours in and around our house shooting photos of random things, late nights staring at photography forums and window shopping on Amazon for lenses that I had no use for, I accepted the challenge to become the best photographer that I could be. And you know what? It was fun and not terrifying.