I have been meaning to write this post ever since I got back from my trip to Dublin last month anyway no more delay.
I was back in Dublin for a 2o year school reunion which was an absolute blast & good seeing everyone after such a long time.
I have been living in the States now for 15 years & its definitely my home.One of the things I had to do when I was back was go through a serious amount of boxes I had left in my attic 15 years ago thinking I would be back in about a year.
I came across this photo I had taken of my friend Julie Ryan the summer of 1990, I had only been into photography less than a year & used to have a darkroom off my bedroom. Julie was killed in an accident on Friday 12th of October 1990 a few weeks after I had taken this portrait of her.
I remember printing many copies of this image of her for her friends & family who like myself were just gutted that she was gone.I had feeling that I had something special that I could give to people & it was then that I realized the power of photography & how important photographs are.