I wonder. . .
I am inclined to believe this whole heartedly.
The more I think about how I have felt about photography the more I believe this.
My earliest memories of me with a camera date back to when I was about 10 yrs old.
I remember it was one of those disposables by Kodak.
I made it the point of this one vacation in Mexico to take
of all my family members.
Before that, I used to beg my mother to allow me to load the film.
and unload it.
and take all the pictures!
So i guess photography really did choose me.
Not the other way around.
What are your earliest memories with cameras?