Showing posts with label Random. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random. Show all posts
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Sun and Rain
The other day I left the house and there was a bright blue sky, a couple of fluffy white clouds and it was warm. I'm glad I brought my gloves and big coat with me, it ended up becoming windy, cold and raining heavily. I love spring.
Tuesday, 30 August 2011
It's Rained A Lot
It's rained a lot this winter. It seems to be raining every second day, the sky right now is threatening to rain any moment. I just hope it holds off until this afternoon at least.
Monday, 22 August 2011
Sunday Afternoons
Jorjie joined my sister and I out the front of our house yesterday. She's not the best dog to take for a walk, she's lazy and prefers to be carried on her walks. She does enjoy getting out on her harness but she gets a little too excited and bolts up the driveway. My sister thought it was amusing that such a little dog managed to drag me up the driveway. I realised that I haven't taken many photographs of Jorjie recently, I used to take her photo at least every second day. I like this photo.
The weather was nice yesterday, it was warm and pleasant. Spring is really pushing Winter away. The cold nights are very rare now, the cold days are becoming warm days and it's not as overcast or wet. Yesterday I was out delivering the free newspaper, I finished and was waiting near the beach to be picked up. I noticed a lot of people have returned to the beach, there were runners, joggers and power walkers, there were couples taking walks together and there were families enjoying the day together. I've pretty much had that area to myself since winter began, I miss how deserted it was but it's nice to see people returning. It's a nice beach.
Saturday, 13 August 2011
New Blog
I have no special talents to broadcast to the world. I cannot sing or dance. I can’t act; I can’t play a musical instrument. I haven’t done something amazing like sail around the world solo, and I haven’t survived a terrible natural disaster. I haven’t beaten the odds of some medical condition, and I’m not academically gifted. I’m not a funny person, I don’t meet lots of new interesting people to write about. I have just never done anything remotely exciting or life changing. I don’t live in some remote place that nobody ever sees. So why should I really bother?
I used to blog with my photography and I wish to continue. I had to have a break, ever since I left school and tried to do something it made me upset and angry. There were many times I considered throwing my camera into the blowhole. After a while of not picking up my camera I’ve started to warm to the idea of photography again. While I’ve been contemplating destroying my camera, I’ve been fixing up old family photographs and editing photos from the past. My older work by far has been much better than my recent things, this is because I lived for photography back then and in the past year I’ve put too much though into it and it just wasn’t fun, it became a chore. I’m glad I’ve given up DeviantART. I will never upload there again, and once I remember my password I will delete all photographs left in my gallery. I recently deleted my old flickr account too. It felt good.
I don’t care about photos that aren’t “perfect”. I don’t care if my landscapes aren’t perfectly straight. I don’t have a tripod and it’s very hard to photograph a perfect landscape when your hands shake. I like my animals in photos when they’re blurred because they’re playing and I’ve captured them doing something they enjoy, instead of me forcing them to sit still for that perfect portrait and trying to make them do something cute. I don’t care if there’s a stick or rock in the middle of my picture; I won’t photoshop it out because we were both present on the day I took the photo, so why should I exclude it? I like feedback but it doesn’t bother me if people hate my photos. It did once upon a time but everyone is entitled to their opinions, including me. I blog for my own enjoyment, I suppose it’s a bit of a substitute for my grade seven English journal. I miss writing in that. It’s funny but even just writing a random blog post I end up getting defence and feel the need to explain myself. Bad habits are hard to break.
It's been a bit bothersome without having a computer that works properly, right now we still don't have word on this computer which is actually more annoying than it sounds. I never realised how much I use word. At least this computer lets me blog, the old one wouldn't.
I used to blog with my photography and I wish to continue. I had to have a break, ever since I left school and tried to do something it made me upset and angry. There were many times I considered throwing my camera into the blowhole. After a while of not picking up my camera I’ve started to warm to the idea of photography again. While I’ve been contemplating destroying my camera, I’ve been fixing up old family photographs and editing photos from the past. My older work by far has been much better than my recent things, this is because I lived for photography back then and in the past year I’ve put too much though into it and it just wasn’t fun, it became a chore. I’m glad I’ve given up DeviantART. I will never upload there again, and once I remember my password I will delete all photographs left in my gallery. I recently deleted my old flickr account too. It felt good.
I don’t care about photos that aren’t “perfect”. I don’t care if my landscapes aren’t perfectly straight. I don’t have a tripod and it’s very hard to photograph a perfect landscape when your hands shake. I like my animals in photos when they’re blurred because they’re playing and I’ve captured them doing something they enjoy, instead of me forcing them to sit still for that perfect portrait and trying to make them do something cute. I don’t care if there’s a stick or rock in the middle of my picture; I won’t photoshop it out because we were both present on the day I took the photo, so why should I exclude it? I like feedback but it doesn’t bother me if people hate my photos. It did once upon a time but everyone is entitled to their opinions, including me. I blog for my own enjoyment, I suppose it’s a bit of a substitute for my grade seven English journal. I miss writing in that. It’s funny but even just writing a random blog post I end up getting defence and feel the need to explain myself. Bad habits are hard to break.
It's been a bit bothersome without having a computer that works properly, right now we still don't have word on this computer which is actually more annoying than it sounds. I never realised how much I use word. At least this computer lets me blog, the old one wouldn't.
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