I keep every photo I take, I don’t have the heart to trash them. For me they capture a memory, a moment in time no matter how imperfectly it was captured. The moment itself was perfect enough for me to want to capture it.
Monthly Archives: December 2015
Dance
I vividly remember pink tights, little pink ballet slippers and a black leotard. I was a five-year old ballerina. I loved pointing my toes, and doing plies as I participated in a concert for the families. I’m not sure why but I stopped going to ballet class when I started “big” school.