I don’t have the usual story of picking up a camera at 5 years old and instantly knowing what I wanted to do with my life. For me it was much later that I discovered a love of photography and it happened almost by complete accident.
Although it always interested me, I originally held good photography in such high regard that I never thought it would be something I would be particularly good at. I’d look at great photographs and think there’s no way a humble guy like me would ever be able to produce anything like that - so I never tried it. It was instead much more of a fantasy. The same way you might dream of being the lead guitarist in a rock band despite only being able to play 3 chords! (Something else I am guilty of!)
So my journey into photography began when I was forced to take up an extra module at college while studying for a degree in Media Production. This extra module did not contribute to our course in any way so seemed to me like a waste of time and so when given a list of subjects to choose from I opted for photography as at least it was something I found interesting and would perhaps then be a bit of fun.
When the module started however, I soon discovered it was more than just a bit of fun. As soon as I picked up the camera and took my very first photos I instantly fell in love with photography, quickly realising I had been studying the wrong subject for 4 years!
Things took a turn for the worse when, after doing what I thought was the sensible thing and prioritising the work on my actual degree, I was informed that the college were failing me and I would not be allowed back for my final year as I had failed to complete an extra module which didn't count towards the course I'd signed up to anyway! This seemed to me incredibly unfair but a Summer long of appealing fell on deaf ears and suddenly I found myself with no course to study, no qualification, unable to pay my rent as I had no student loan and therefore no money either. So suddenly I was having to sign on, claim housing benefit and try to find a job as quickly as possible!
Fortunately however, although I had actually failed my course because of it, I had suddenly discovered a love and passion for photography and realised I was much better at it then I ever imagined I would be. I may have been kicked off my course after 4 years of study and be left penniless with significant student debts but I had found a new direction for my life and that alone made it all worth while. From then on I have worked with absolute dedication to teach myself and continuously improve my photography and become as successful with it as I possibly can.
It’s been a long journey and I still have a long way to go to get to where I want to be but this is my story so far. To join me as my story continues you can follow my blog here.
If you would still like to learn more you can also read about my approach towards photography here.