My Show and Tell Fail

Today we had Show and Tell in class, which I haven't done in about eleven years. I felt like everyone brought in such interesting things, sharing very intimate details about his life, while I just had my camera. I thought I did a terrible job explaining why my camera means so much to me, so I thought I'd do it in pictures. I love taking pictures of food, landscapes, flowers, my dog, and my friends.

A bunny near my house.

Flowers in Germany.

My friend Sarah taking a picture.

My dog, Cooper.

Yay more flowers!!

Sex on the Beach.

A dandelion, up close and personal.

I just really like flowers.

I also like bread. But who doesn't???

My friends Frank, Alec, and Bill, very excited to be drinking beer at the 

Hofbräuhaus in Germany. They're each holding one liter of beer.

Lamprocapnos spectabilis, or old fashioned bleeding heart.

My friends Sarah and Jess, who were modeling for me for a marketing (well, advertising) project.

Sedona, Arizona

I LOVE ICE CREAM!!!!

A seeing-eye dog my school was training.

A Key Largo sunset.

That's right, more pretty flowers.

Sydney

Jess modeling for the same marketing project. It was an advertisement campaign for PacSun.

A panoramic of the view from the Eagle's Nest.

As people were doing their Show and Tells, I thought of something that I should have brought in that means a lot more to me than my camera. It's a picture of The Great Wave off Kanagawa, which is a woodblock print by the Japanese artist Hokusai. It was painted as a enormous mural on the back wall in the room my freshman English class was taught; so whenever I see the painting, I think of my teacher, Mrs. Cooper, who was hands down the best teacher I ever had.

The Great Wave off Kanagawa by Hokusai

Mrs. Cooper taught me how to read and write. Not that I was illiterate before, but she opened my eyes to the world of literature. Anything we did in class suddenly became the most interesting thing I had ever heard, seen, smelled, touched, or tasted (one time she baked us cherry pie). She fueled my love for mythology, photography, and movies. I even took her mythology class the following year, where I fell in love with fairy tales. She taught me how to look at something from multiple perspectives and really made me passionate about the arts. I wouldn't be the person I am today without her.