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Nov 2020
I liked capturing the perfect moments. For example: When leaves fall, but
sway left or right and pause for that perfect moment. Where
the shade compliments the dark spots of a dying tree, yet the caterpillars become
humored in the fact that knowing that that tree is full of new leaves and
all the old half bitten tampered leaves are dead. "What a beautiful meal".
They think to themself, yet we as humans see it as just, a tree.
And for that reason. If being just that reason. I chose photography.
Nature has its ups and downs, but with photography even the worst
moments taken as a picture can be beautiful. From tornadoes rambling fields to cracked
roads from an earthquake. Photography puts me in an imagination. It gives me a
different life. And for that reason, I love capturing moments.
Human lives can be complicated. And I hate it, but then there are those moments.
Those moments that you remember and you laugh or smile at the thought of them. Reminiscing on
that specific day or time. Wishing you can go back there or just relive that moment, but I can't.
And it saddens me. So, I take pictures and call them life.
Written by
Corey Taylor
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