My interest in Photography
Ever since I was a child, I have always liked to take pictures and record anything that seemed worthy of it. Whether it was in any family environment or with my friends, I was always "the one who takes the picture". For me, it was just fun because any kid has fun with a camera or a mobile phone and something to record.
There is no exact moment when my passion for photography was born and I'd say that it is almost something genetic, but I do know surely that it was after one of my childhood trips to Morocco, which I remember today as if it was yesterday.
My parents, my sister and I used to travel to Morocco once or twice a year to visit my father's family.
From those trips I remember everything or almost everything: from the Strait of Gibraltar by ferry and customs in Tangier to the beautiful beach of Agadir; or from the large square of Marrakech to the smaller village of Beni Melal where my father was born.
But the deepest and most vivid memory I have is when I was taken a photo in the gardens of the Castle, or "Kasbah", of Ain Asserdoun.
It is from this memory transferred into a simple photo that my interest in photography arised, and I could say that it is also due to two factors:
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My attraction to castles and large infrastructures is directly proportional to their size. (Although in general I like the architecture itself).
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The fact of being able to remember that precise moment with every single detail as if it were today simply through a photograph is fascinating for me, and that's what photography does in general.
My father liked to film everything, and I remember very well that he did it all the time, even without us realising it. Any time was an appropriated moment for him to take out his beloved Airis N729 Digital Camcorder that he had got by collecting vouchers from the newspaper and that I used from time to time.
Of all the photos taken in those days, that one alone brings me back the most vivid, deepest and emotional memory of my childhood in Morocco.
And so, my father, with his desire to record everything, took a random photo at a random time in a random place, thus creating a memory that, to this day, for me is far from random.
