I was going through some old photos on my computer last night, and came across these photos from the Ntarama Catholic church in Rwanda.
In these images I can clearly see the beginning of my passion for photojournalism, and the end of my journey in religion.
I had gone to Rwanda on a research trip, and taken a Canon Digital Rebel with a kit lens. I shot everything on the full-auto “green rectangle.” I had no idea what I was doing.
But I saw the way people reacted to these images, as amateurish and technically flawed as they were, and I was hooked. The past is prologue.