5 Ways Photography Changed My Life
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5 Ways Photography Changed My Life

I now approach life differently.

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5 Ways Photography Changed My Life
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For years I always loved taking photos. It didn't matter if I was using disposable cameras (may they rest in pieces), a phone, a cheap point-and-shoot, or my dad's camera. I would find a way to take photos of whatever I could. Up until a couple of years ago, I didn't consider the possibility of further pursuing photography as a real hobby. Now that I have a nice camera, a few lenses, and the perfect city for shooting in, photography has largely affected my life in a few ways.

1. Photography allows me to explore different places.

Living in New York City means that there are an endless amount of people, places, and things to photograph. Once I've visited one area, I can easily move into another area and play tourist with my camera. No one location has the same people or sights, offering me multiple opportunities to capture something new and different. Even if I've already been in one area, I often find hidden niches I missed the first time around. Of course I can't forget the almost around the clock events going on that also give me prime chances to capture interesting photos.

2. It's a great way to channel negative feelings.

Everyone has their own way with dealing with negative feelings. Some people write, some draw, some have a 30-second dance party. Recently I've found that for me photography releases frustration. Once I start shooting, I focus more on what I'm trying to capture rather than whatever has me down.

3. I've learned how to start coming out of my shell.

Generally I'm not a very social person. I hate going to social gatherings, and I prefer to do most activities by myself. Even at work I try to minimize the amount of time I spend with customers. Photography has slowly started to change that. While I still avoid parties like the plague, I interact better with people. If I spot someone interesting on the street, sometimes I will ask if it's alright to take a photo of him or her rather than go for a candid shot. Although the process is slow-going, I'm becoming more comfortable stepping outside of my comfort zone.

4. Photography helped me realize I want to do with my life.

I don't aspire to be a professional photographer, which sounds counter-intuitive given the initial point. However, taking up photography made me realize that where my life was heading was not where I truly wanted it to. Of course there were other factors involved. In pursuing the hobby, I decided I needed and wanted to change my ultimate endgame.

5. I've learned to look at the world differently.

As a photographer (and I use the term loosely), I set out to capture anyone or anything I find mildly interesting. As a result, I go through every day life watching people in the subway thinking how the way they're sitting would make an interesting photo. I imagine what a certain area in the city would look like in a frame. My perception of everything around me shifted, causing me to pay more attention to my surroundings, taking everything in.

Photography will continue to impact my life, whether I decide to continue doing it as a hobby or go for something more. I've learned a lot since I began taking it more seriously, and I'm certain photography will never stop teaching me.

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