Tuesday 6 September 2011

EVERYONE is into photography!

Calm down now.. before you get offended and especially before you agree.. this post might just baffle you, because I don't think it's what you are expecting.

Remember how EVERYONE used to say..'EVERYONE has a blog'.. well that the thing with photography.
I see tweets on a daily sying stuff like...

'I might as well get me a Nikon and stand on third mainland and take pictures and call myself a photographer'
                                                            OR
'So now you got yourself a professional camera, you're a photographer? Oh yeah? Cool bro.!'
                                                               OR
'Every Tom, Dick and Harry is claiming photographer'

and the list goes on.

The worst thing was that I used to be one of those people. *currently kneeling down and raising up my hands* I did, but then I got a camera, it wasn't a Nikon or Canon, it was a simple Fujifilm. I'm not gonna go all spec on it because that's just harvesting humiliation, but my point is, when I ha that camera, I felt empowered... It felt something like a third eye. I could see beyond what the average human eye saw through that lense. At this time I had a tumblr, and I was bored of the same photographs being recycled and one day I saw these:


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And then I thought.. well, I want to be able to take photo's like that.. so I took my camera and well.. never actually did anything. Anyway, I realised how much of an art photography was and the ability to appreciate these photo's is in itself something valuable. I see photography as a channel of expression. Whatever you capture, represents you. So now, when I hear that 'Please everyone who has a camera is a photographer line/...' I just want to kill someone I laugh because its true. EVERYONE CAN'T be a photographer, They have the ability to identify a message or something beyond the human eye. This is what distinguishes photographers from everyone else, so you can get you a Sony a290, Canon EOS1100d or whatever but your not a photographer till you make that your third eye.

Who's a photographer I here you ask?
http://feyikemia.shutterchance.com/ AND http://agbaclem.shutterchance.com

Before you say I am biased.. I only know one of these photographers.. but I'm in love with both!!!
Watch their slide shows and tell me photography is NOT an art!! (I have slap on speed dial oh)

Anyway, If my point is not clear well GET A NEW BRAIN!

LOL..
Honestly though.. I hope ypu enjoy these photos as much as I do.


Sunday 4 September 2011

Death Call.

I feel I ought to apologise for my inconsistency.. but I just realised.. nothing is consistent.!

Moving on.......

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind, wanting to start again  you just want to reach out and slap some people over the net? Yeah.? Wait.. hold up.. me... I'm on your team.. whaat? Okay then (Takes off earrings, rolls ups sleeves).. oh.. we cool?

Okay, that was me being TOTALLY random.. 6 days till my 20th birthday guys!! *whoop whoop*
Anyway I have a little sumn sumn for ya'll :)

'I hate you'; she cried and he just turned his face.
She hit him so hard, but he just walked away.
Broken and hurting, she too left the scene.
The emotional downfall of a beautiful teen.

I looked at the girl, she ran up to her friends,
And within 5 minutes all confidence regained,
But I turned to the boy and saw anguish and sorrow,
So It was him, I then decided to follow.



A click on the phone, and his voice spoke out.
This poor teen lad was in pain no doubt.
'I did it' he whispered. 'I got her to leave'
But why then did he sound so unrelieved?



So tell me now doctor, now that she cried?
Do you think she'll be stronger when she's found out I've died?
Then I heard a loud scream and saw this boy fall,
And after he simply curled into a ball.

I ran back to the base and pulled her away,
She needed to see that this boy was in pain.
We hid in my spot as he cast out his tears,
And I looked at the girl, she was covered in fears.



And then she said
'I never believed when you told me your feelings,
And didn't fall when SHE followed behind.

But now it turns out I'm in love with deaths next victim
And I can't even think if I will survive.

Disgusted at my actions, I ran into the road.
And took with me three souls as I left.
For that couple was my target, but I had failed,
And thus changed destiny as death.



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