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I chose to create a photo gallery because with pictures you can capture and keep an image for a long time. All of the pictures that I chose have relevence in my life. The first photo is a picture of my mother and I. My mother and I have not always been as close as we are now, we would constantly “butt heads” and now that I’m older I realize its because we are so alike in nature. One main reason that I chose this picture is because we were being playful, which is a commonality around my house. I’m leaning into her, most likely having said something silly. My mother is leaning away with an expression that says “little girl cut it out” The happiness is evident and that is what makes me love this picture.

The next photograph is not a picture of myself or any member of my family. This was taken at a spoken word show that I went to, my second one to be exact. For a very long time I’ve had the terrible habit of either bottling my emotions or masking them. I still do that sometimes, because of that I started to write down how I felt, I’d keep a journal, then gradually I starting writing my emotions in poetry form. I’ve been madly in love with the art of poetry and spoken word since I was about fourteen years old. Poetry to me is expressing yourself in the most honest and raw way possible, I often times joke that my poems never judge me.

The next three photographs are of members of my family, my sister, my grandpa and my cat, Lily. I think we can all relate to having/ needing a support system, my sister and my grandpa are definitely a huge part of my support system. I don’t call my grandpa “grandpa, we call one another “boo” that is who he is to me, support, stern and always ready to help no matter what I call him for, I just have to make sure I do so before 7pm because thats his bedtime.

I enjoy doing and learning new things, I’m a big fan of getting out of the house and having fun. One experience that I enjoyed greatly was indoor rock climbing. I’ve always wanted to try and I’m grateful that I had the opportunity to do so. The last two pictures I consider to be opposites. One picture is devoid of color and I’m not smiling and I don’t believe I was happy when I took it as well. Most times when a picture is taken you’re told to smile because I’m not smiling this picture was chosen. Its my own way of letting others see externally what I’m sometimes feeling internally. The last photo is by far one of my favorites. “The Beast” aka my hair was tamed, I liked my outfit and I love how my legs look as well. I like to call this picture my self esteem boost. These photographs do not in anyway sum me up, they are, however pieces of what makes me who I am.