I bought a book on photography right before we drove to Salt Lake City. I had just finished High School, and my Mother had given me my first camera as a graduation gift. The arid, solitary landscapes of Nevada and Utah, combined with my first true act of freedom have left an indelible impression on me. I fell in love with taking pictures during that experience, and I knew I wanted to be a photographer after it. I had months before signed up for the military, so by the end of the summer, a week after turning 18 and receiving my drivers license in the mail, I was in bootcamp. I rarely used that camera for another 4 years.
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