The Diary of a Photography Intern—What Got Me Started With Photography
My name is Brenna Teston, but I am normally introduced as “the intern”. I can’t complain though because I am super thankful to have that opportunity. In August of 2013 I signed some papers, which officially deemed me as a photography intern—my first tangible title as a photographer anything. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been exposed to photography before, because you can trust me when I say I am obsessed with photography—‘cause I so am.
One may ask me why I like photography so much and it would probably take me ten years to fully explain why. I was born loving art. While most children paint with paint brushes on canvases, I was that child that who finger-painted anything that walked. My mothered always deemed me as the “artsy child” when compared to my brother. Nowadays I could kill some serious time in an art museum or go through boxes flipping through old photos. I mean, how could I honestly not enjoy art? As a Christian, I view the world I live in as a masterpiece of artwork. Artwork is just capturing a glimpse of what awesome things God has done! I will always love art because, after all, I serve a creative God.
I didn’t always know that photography would be the outlet where I could blossom as a true artist—I tried lots of other things first. I took art lessons, the kind where you sketch, paint and charcoal, but I never felt like I progressed much with that type of creativity.
Then I got my first camera.
I got a point and shoot camera (for all of you non-camera-nerds, it’s the one that you can push a button and the lens folds up) at Christmas during my sixth grade year. I began to take the super cliché photos that any middleschooler would take, and of course I over edited them with the super high tech (right…) editing soft wear brought to you by Facebook known as PicNik. Please don’t go hunt down those horrible photos, those need to stay hidden. I don’t really believe I began to grasp the concepts of what photography was until I accidentally took a surprisinglydecent selfie one day. After that I couldn’t stop taking photos. I filled up so many SD cards and took pictures of everything. I still have that camera, but I used it so much I killed it—it will no longer turn on, even when attached to power.
Once I got started with that point and shoot camera and got my first taste for photography, I began researching and experimenting and doing anything I could to take pictures. And I am forever thankful for all of the open door and opportunities that presented themselves to me as I began to discover photography.