It all started with memories. I learned to use a camera because I wanted to capture memories, of where I had been and with whom I had shared my life. For a long while, it seemed I was afraid I wouldn’t remember life without having a photograph to remind me.
As I learned more about photography, my goal transitioned to the moment. It was the triumphant feeling of capturing a fleeting moment of an expression or of light, which drew me to bring the camera to my eye. I no longer needed to capture every memory, but watched for the right moments.
Over time, my motivations shifted again; shifted deeper. One day, I noticed I was no longer capturing images to remember or to freeze time, but to feel. I had discovered photography as a form of self-expression. I was learning more about myself through my images. I was expressing my true self in photographs, in a deep and soul-satisfying way.
Photography brought me from memories… to moments… to me.
What I had discovered was a heart connection with some of my images; they expressed feelings I had not yet put into words. I found the stronger my heart connection with an image, the more likely others would connect with the image too. More than just connecting with an image, though, others also began connecting with me: The real me, the part that is often difficult to see.
(Κείμενο: Kat Sloma, Φωτογραφία: Eva Psarrou)