There’s no one to talk to at this time. How strange. A Day Late by Anberlin is on repeat, I think it’s the eleventh time I’m listening to it in a row. Make that the twelfth. You can guess how well the gig went.
People are a strange kind. I’d like to think I’m okay with people, but in fact, I’m scared of them. Sometimes I wish I was invisible, I’d be around but not really at all. On second thought, I should be careful of what I wish for. Isn’t that how it goes? But one thing’s for sure, I love making people laugh. Even if it’s at me. It’s fine because at that instance, I added a moment of happiness to their lives.
But if it’s one thing, I dislike playing games. I’m a very straightforward person, so please don’t give me any of this ambiguous manner and the such. Just be honest and sincere. And I’ll be the same to you, as I’ve always been. Simplicity, remember? Simplicity. If everyone was simple, I believe the world would be such a beautiful place. But then again, would we have any of the tragic substance that makes for cherished music, film, books, art and more?
So I’ve been thinking, I’m really not into this whole “I’m a photographer” mentality. My shooting philosophies are:
1) Be ninja, you’re not the newsmaker
2) Have fun and make friends along the way
3) No such thing as the perfect shot
4) No point comparing yourself to others because everyone has their own style
5) Share the love (aka share your technique)
I just want to be there so I have a memory of history in the making. It’s just a long road to self-discovery and improvement.
Okay, truth be told I hate pretending I’m good at all this writing bullshit. Who am I kidding?
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