This girl has cute photos. What I think is really funny is how every person (and I mean every) goes through their artistic art phase where they need to experiment with photography. It is almost like it is some kind of right of passage that everyone goes through. For some people I think it happens sooner but then there are the late bloomers who think that they have stumbled upon this radically new and untouched creative outlet. This idea was presented in the movie Vickie Christina Barcelona quite hysterically I thought. Scarlet Johanson's character finds a lack of purpose in her rather vapid life so she begins fiddling with a camera and in the dark room, as if somehow she will find answers to all her boggling questions by learning to work a perfectly vintage Leica. Why is it that a photography obsession is the default route of action for a quarter, or maybe an eighth of, life crisis??
