Freezing time...

Somehow, I'd really hoped the rumours were true, that the Nikon D90 (the improved version of the D80, left) will be launched in early July, if not late June.

My love for photography stems from the year I turned 17. But somehow, and strangely if I might add, it was like a best-kept secret for many people I'd known were surprised at this skill (I was even asked, "Huh? You mean you're good at this?" when I volunteered to check their camera setting after their photographs turned out disappointing and no, I didn't make this up). Sure, I don't produce images fit for the salon, but to me, they're good enough.

At a time and space where change is the only constant, I searched the reason for the love that has never waned. I figured it's like this: Photography allows me to capture the moment and freeze it in time, where it will never change. Be it a smile on my best friend's face, a melting ice-cream cone in the summer heat, a flower in bloom, or balloons in the air. Once frozen with a click, they'll always be the way I first saw them. And it's probably the only constant I can grasp in life.

Poet James Metcalfe puts photography in words beautifully:

A photograph is more than just
A gift to bring or send.
And more than just the likeness of
A relative or friend.

It is a kindly greeting and
A memory to hold.
Of happy times and pleasant things.
However new or old.

It is a mirror that reflects
Companionship and cheer.
And now and then the wistfulness
That turns into a tear.

A photograph is something to
Adorn a desk or wall.
Or carry in a pocket and
Display to one and all.

It is a faithful portrait
The smile that friendship shares
To add its sunshine and to show
That someone really cares.