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    <title>F stops the Shutter</title>
    <description>This blog is purely for the love of photography. Pictures, Art, Simple Genius. </description>
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      <description>&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;08/04/2008&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seeing as this is my first entry, let me introduce myself. My name is Tiffany and I'm a photographer. As a young girl I was completely enamored with pictures in magazines. The beauty. The glamour. The elite status that somehow is always connected to images printed worldwide. I loved all of it, and still do! The funny thing is, I never thought about the creators and process behind the pictures I pasted all over my walls. And then, it happened. I signed up for my first photography class.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For a couple years I was taking pictures of my friends, family, and even strangers. One problem. The photos didn't always come out how I planned. WTF??!?!! Determined to perfect my craft, I took a binder of CVS one-hour developed photographs to my high school photography teacher. I threw them on his desk and said "Now what?!" (ok so maybe I didn't throw them) I earned a bachelor degree in Communications, was working at a law firm, and had no clue what I wanted to be when I "grew up." One thing I was certain about is photography. But, photography as a career??? Seriously? I never could have imagined that the suggestion my former instructor made would change my life. Hallmark Institute of Photography. With one glance at their website I was sold.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; A short two months later, I found myself packing my little Honda Civic and moving to a small town in Massachusetts to attend a ten month photography school, Hallmark Institute. While attending Hallmark, I learned how to create the crazy ideas that popped into my head. Not to mention the connections and friendships that were made. Best ten months ever. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll have to write more later about my post-Hallmark experience....what a ride it has been....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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