flash photography.
yeah go ahead, bring in that foreign light source, overexpose your soul. If you keep film under light for too long, it burns. your skin is like flim and you have burned and left behind a rembrandt-esque effect on me. all grains are perfectly in place and the light is just perfect. after all this you realize you don't exist anymore. but if you're not here then where are you? ah yes, i remember. i guess no shutter speed is fast enough to capture your spirit that lives on. i forgot about your spirit for second there.
okay so that was unflatteringly random.
i don't like flash photography, personally i think it just makes people look freakishly weird and if you mess with the shutter speed, you can conveniently make them look like aliens. how mean. it may be a popular genre and i tried it out today, its okay but i don't think i'd like to do it that often. there is this photograph that i have created in my head, i've calculated everything, the light meter readings, the shutter speed - everyGoddamnthing! but but but i need a huge and i mean HUGE wide angle lens in order to make it work. also a huge ladder aswell. sigh, i guess it's just one of those other ideas that will have to take a seat and rust in some corner of my mind.
yesterday i was being random and writing stupid things in my notebook. maham's mom is right, i have a junky brain.
okay so that was unflatteringly random.
i don't like flash photography, personally i think it just makes people look freakishly weird and if you mess with the shutter speed, you can conveniently make them look like aliens. how mean. it may be a popular genre and i tried it out today, its okay but i don't think i'd like to do it that often. there is this photograph that i have created in my head, i've calculated everything, the light meter readings, the shutter speed - everyGoddamnthing! but but but i need a huge and i mean HUGE wide angle lens in order to make it work. also a huge ladder aswell. sigh, i guess it's just one of those other ideas that will have to take a seat and rust in some corner of my mind.
yesterday i was being random and writing stupid things in my notebook. maham's mom is right, i have a junky brain.
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