Years back....!I am about 16 years old and I stand in front of the window of a shop, which is filled with various small machines and round parts of various sizes. They were cameras, lenses, binoculars, tripods and many other different accessories that piqued my curiosity.I admired my classmate Maria, who had a camera.... And he had the pleasure of taking pictures of us and then commenting on them. Which I did not like at all.The photo for me was the face with the emotion of the moment, whether it was joy, smile, grimace, sadness. 'It was this that when someone asked me how you were, I would...more
