The Fuse Vol. 1 No. 1 | Page 21

When I finally reach the lake I stand frozen in awe. The sun just began to set and the sky and lake is a beautiful red and orange. I pull my camera out of my bag and take a couple of shots. . It feels just like old times, I think to myself. Before I was even given my own camera my dad would take me out to the lakeside and we would take numerous pictures together. Of course his would turn out better than mine, but we would still put them in our family photo albums for mom to look at. I sit down on the dry grass and look through the pictures, a smile beginning to form on my face. I guess my skills have improved.

Although I know that back in the modeling world I’m not picture perfect, I know that here I can take the perfect picture.