The first photos I ever took with a professional camera when I took up a photography class in my high school. There are definitely not the best shots in the world but back then, they meant the world to me. I believe these were taken on a school trip to “Botanical Gardens.” Yeah, out of all the beautiful flowers there and I decided to take a picture of a dead rose on broken concrete. That was so me. Just dark and always looking at things people didn’t care to look at.

I remember we uploaded the pics when we got back and mines were the only ones of dark plants, gray skies (it was crappy weather that day) and  sculptures. I thought flowers were stupid as a teenager. I mean now I wouldn’t mind getting a bouquet every now and then like the next hopeless romantic but that’s a different story. These photos are truly a blast from the past. Before I fell in love with The Cynical Owl. What a nice discovery.