F i n a l

L o o k i n g - B a c k - A t - T h e - R o o t s

  These are My Roots, My Family, My Memories, My Dreams.

  A suitcase full of memories dating back to the 1900's

  I miss the mud we used play-in way back when...

 

We used to play hide and seek, when the plants covered us from toes to teeth.

This was a game the whole community played; a greased pole full of prizes atop.

 

Behind the town a small forest there laid, anf from it's vines we swung and played.

My grandmother, and the necklace she gave me when i came out.

My Great-Grand-Aunt and the earring she gave to me.



 

My town's church, a place where thoughts and kindness were required but belief was optional.

My Great-grandfather and his son, soon to be my Grandfather and my dad; a line of clones has arrived.
May their souls rest in peace.

I miss the rain back in Mexico.

Right after it rained my street would flood, and paper boats would reign the roads.

Alright, so what i learned through this whole semester was; how to control my own camera, originally i had never worked with a camera that could manually adjust focus, exposure and aperture, (damn those pesky cheap digital cameras I WILL NEVER GO BACK! NEVER I TELL YOU!) also i learned how to critically judge what the best composition for my pictures would be (which was my goal/purpose for taking this class) now not only do i look at composition from a graphic design perspective but also from a photographer's.