There many reasons why I like to be photographer. But one of the most important, probably it's memories. Now I'll try to explain.
When I get into the archive and start to view photos from my expeditions, underwater travels and various life events, very often such moments pop up that have already managed to hide in some very remote places of my memory and without photos could lie there for a very long time long. Or maybe they never got out of there already. And when I start to look at the pictures, they do not just emerge from memory, they even give some opportunity to relive those events that I see in the photo, and it is very bright in all the details. And the sensations that I feel with this, even steeper than in the 4D movie theater!
Well, here are photos of a flock of barracudas from my Galapagos trip, for example. Looking through these pictures I distinctly and in all details remembered that moment of immersion when a flock of these fishes passed through me. Or am I through a pack ...
What's the difference? The main thing is that I remembered how for a moment it seemed to me that I had become a part of this incredibly beautiful, silvery flock, within which harmony and full mutual understanding always reigns. Incredible feelings and memories, which this morning I wanted to share with you :)