I love photography, and therefore I love capturing moments and posting them on Instagram. I look back and I can almost feel the moment I took the picture, the emotions and the story behind which often has nothing to do with the picture itself. I’ve taken to it like a diary I check back on and see what transpired and how my story unfolded.
Photographs have no words but there are feelings sewn into them. Even when I look at pictures as a child, I can tell what was going on in my mind back then. Just like certain scents bring us memories, so do random pictures of a flower, a cup of coffee, or nature.
Instagram, my diary, my life, my memory.