STEVE DIARIES

Photography, if there is one thing that my life it was always about it was photography, not only the exercise of taking pictures but the whole world of image, for me there was always something magical about freezing a moment in time, and later in life it was also incredible be able to create a moment or a idea through pictures.
I still remember the first time that my mind grabbed the concept of having my pictures taken ,i was around 2 years old and my mom was asking me to step into the sand on the playground so she could frame me on the picture and the only thing i could think it was why should i dirty my brand new shoes over that stupid little box that keeps blinding me few times every day.

If you are over 30 you probably remember back from your holidays craving to develop your summer shoots to find out that most of them were blurry or ugly leaving probably just few pictures to the family album, but we had a blast, so since when we became so demanding about our own images ? can you remember running from the camera because of awful spot in your forehead ? i do ,in a time without Photoshop we were careful to not leave our imperfection on display for the future generations appreciation.

Iphone is not the best camera
(myself yesterday at the gym)

In a time where models were sent home because of a stretch mark we were much more kind with ourselves, time where the actresses were only in the silver screen not in the shampoo commercials selling a beauty that they don't really have themselves, time where wrinkles were just part of growing old, where the only work done used to be in our hairdos.

When i was about 11 my mom decided to be a photographer and for almost a year she attend a very famous Photography course in my country, it was probably my first photographer assistant job, helping my mom in the dark room, for me the process of transforming that plain white sheet in a picture it was something magical for me!

Little Steve ( around 8 )

As a kid i used to enjoy go around and taking pictures but i wasn't exactly a big fan of having my pictures taken ,not because i didn't want to but because i didn't enjoy see my chubby self on paper ( and I'm sorry but everybody likes to have a good picture of themselves, who says no is because never liked the results of previous pictures taken but don't want admit ) as i reached 18 nature turned in my favour and i became a good looking boy, nothing that stop traffic but attractive enough to be notice.

Myself today

  As i started to get complements of how good i look in some family and friends snap shoots, that creates my interest in how photography works,i mean i don't normally scare anyone i met first in the internet in real life,but i'm not all the super confident or sexy as i saw myself looking in the picture, sure is part of me ,but it's the way i project myself and then i started to see interviews with supermodels ( back in the 90's so it was no photoshop ) and they were quite different from the famous pictures we all saw back in the day.

I used to have so much hair! lol around 14 years old 

One of the biggest mistakes that we all do is judge the book by the cover, be a model (and I'm not one by the way ) is like being a actor, your job is to use your features to sell a idea,that not necessarily is what you are about,but what you became depending of a situation.

Picture taken last year by my ex (a professional photographer)

  My friends probably see a little of me in some of my best sexiest photos, but my lovers actually did, because the Steve from the pictures is the flirtation me, the one that normally comes out when i'm around people that attractive me, my inner peacock,and the only way to someone stand out in a picture is if you kind have a eye contact with the person on that picture,when is like they are looking at you personally.

Picture taken by my mom
I'm around 12 years old )

 But the moments that i'm not horning ( lol ) i'm probably more of the funny type, and can't be bother if my hair is messy or my socks smell,the other one probably just will show up only when there is a bed around and a possible fun night ahead.

Myself today

 And here i am again, surround by this strange drug that is to froze moments with the greatest invention  of all after wheel ,the camera, by studding my own face and how light/shadows,expression and attitude do make the difference in a picture and loving use that in others.