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Fall 2000 Volume 1, Issue 1 |
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© Beryl Striewski
The next "incident" was at the age of 13. Again, I borrowed a camera, this time from my father who owned a nice, fancy 35mm Argus. Unfortunately, I dropped the camera and spent the rest of my summer painting fences and doing chores around the house to compensate him for the repair. I was pretty discouraged with photography. I never even thought about photography as a possible career while in college, even though my favorite past time for years was pouring through magazines looking at pictures. It wasn't until I had saved up some money for law school that I happened to hear an ad on the radio for "Elkins Institute of Photography" and the rest is pleasant history.
Last year, I went to Paris with some girlfriends for a long weekend. I spotted an ad for cheap airfare, I think that it was $350.00 round trip in February. So we gathered ourselves, we were a gaggling group of seven, and we took off for a weekend of Paris. I took a 35mm, lots of infrared and tmax and as we wandered around the Louvre and the Eiffel and inbetween stops at cafes, I snapped pictures. For me, this was absolutely heaven! This year, I plan on meeting my family in Moab, Utah for a week and I also plan on riding horses through the maple forests of Tres Rivieres in Canada, two trips that I know I will love and will be able to leisurely photograph whatever suits me at the time. Oh yeah, and I won't be packing any lights! --Beryl |
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I've
always loved taking pictures. Although initially, it was rather difficult
to form a relationship with photography. The first "incident" I remember
with a camera, I was about the age of 7. It occured when I borrowed
my grandfather's brownie. I took pictures without any film, but there
was this rattling inside the camera. After a short time, I decided
to open the camera to see if I could discover the source of the noise
and I found a silver coin with a nude woman on both sides of the coin.
I was horrified, shocked and returned the camera to my grandfather
and didn't touch a camera again for a few years. 
I
love to travel and take pictures, though I haven't been able to secure
many "paying jobs" that allow me to do the shooting that I truly love.
But who wouldn't love carrying a simple 35mm or even a Diana (with
no lights) to take pictures around a foreign town or of a wonderful,
summer hillside in the middle of a beautiful place. These are my favorite
things, and the shooting that I do around Houston affords a certain
lifestyle. So I travel with my husband or with friends as frequently
as I can and my experiences can be leisurely and designed by me.