Lost Foto is merely a lost soul utilizing photography as a means of conent.
Having lost enthusiasm for hiking, time spent outdoors was deeply missed. Even after 14,000 ft. summits, only a short time at the peak would be spent taking in the view before beginning the descent. Road trips were exciting, but the desire of the next new location urged travel onward.
In no form of positive contribution, a constant fluctuating state of depression always seemed to minimize motivation. Aware of this inhibition, a solution was sought.
Tucked away in a storage tote buried deep in the corner of the closet, there it was. An old point and shoot camera. Surely scouting a location, setting up a composition, and waiting for the most opportunistic light would help slow time down just enough to enjoy the moment.
Half of a summer and a trip to the local camera store later, a confidence inspiring new journey had begun and the beginnings of a landscape and wildlife photographer had been created.
Lost Foto is the ongoing story of an ordinary man battling depression and finding happiness in the moment. Photography is his outlet.
Not everyone likes to hike into the mountains. It’s not every day that someone has the privilege of making eye contact with a wild bison 100 feet away from them. Not often do people have the opportunity to sit on a rock and just admire the beauty that surrounds them. I want to share these moments with you.
It’s through photography that I am able to share these moments, not only online, but I can also make these moments available for you to hang on your wall. In your home, at your office, or wherever the heck your heart desires.
I want you to be able to appreciate the beauty this world has to offer just as much as I am able to.
Well let me tell you a story about my friend Luis!
A group of friends and I got together for lunch to celebrate our friends birthday. The energy was high. Everyone was smiling and laughing and telling stories and just having a great time. Amongst this group of friends were Germans, an American (myself), a few local Kiwi’s, a couple English blokes, and Luis - a Spanish speaking Venezuelan who spoke English as well.
Luis had the groups attention. He was telling a story in great detail and we were all following along. He carefully considered his choice of words and minimized his accent as much as possible. He came to a part of his story I’ll never forget, “…and so he wanted me to take a foto, right?”
Luis paused. He looked around in concern. He assessed everyone at the table, gathered his thoughts, and spoke bold and loud so everyone could hear and understand, “Foto… means photo.”
And everyone at the table exploded into laughter. Embarrassment swept across his face and his Venezuelan complexion turned a red hue. It was at that moment that Luis realized not only did the words foto and photo translate the same, but they sounded the exact same when spoken as well.
It’s a memory I will always treasure. So Foto… means Photo.
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