This is a quick post. I’m sitting in the sunshine, and thinking – if it weren’t for my Aunty Susan giving me my very first camera when I was around 8 years old, I might not be here right now, doing what I do. I’m sitting in my flat in London with my legs dangling out the window (did I mention it’s really sunny today?), planning some upcoming shoots, and feeling pretty damn lucky.
Those of us who take/make/create photographs (and lets face it, wonderfully, these days it’s a lot of people) can all remember what their first camera was. Mine was this dinky little red number. A long, rectangular shape, it took 220 cartridge film and I shot such intriguing subjects as dead fish and goat skulls on Muriwai beach back home in New Zealand.
They might not have been amazing images, but they were all mine. The camera was mine. I could shoot what I wanted when I wanted and didn’t have to give the camera back to my parents once I had taken one hesitant shot. As the youngest of the family, I’d always pined after the family Polaroid, and begged to be allowed to use it. A few blurry (and expensive) photos later, those privileges were revoked and I was left staring longingly as my big brother wielded the camera – much to his delight.
But here we are. That little red camera eventually led to bigger and bigger cameras, and a love affair with photography that I know will never go away… All thanks to this little red box, gifted to me by my Aunt who to this day champions me and cheers me on from the sidelines with my photography.
So I’m interested – what was your first camera? What were the first photographs you took? I’d love to know how you all got started loving photography – leave a comment below and let me know! 🙂