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I’m finally learning how to do HDR shots.
High. Dynamic. Range.
And they are fucking hard without a tripod. Good thing in a week I will get my second fatty paycheck. I need to buy so much shit for my pineapple. I don’t even have a case y…

I’m finally learning how to do HDR shots.

High. Dynamic. Range.

And they are fucking hard without a tripod. Good thing in a week I will get my second fatty paycheck. I need to buy so much shit for my pineapple. I don’t even have a case yet. This hobby is ridiculously expensive.

I’m a little disappointed in myself though. I haven’t been using traditional mediums as much - despite regarding them so highly. I suppose photography is somewhat of an art, but my heart will always lie with my pencils and paints. Taking photographs is surprisingly harder than I had originally thought, but when I think of using my own hands to create something beautiful, I can’t help but look down on relying on your equipment to do it for you. In the end, I still express more about myself and my thoughts through my traditional art.

That’s not to say I don’t like photography. No, I freaking love it. Instead of spending months to finish a masterpiece, I could pop one out in a day or less (considering I put in all the right parameters for pineapple). The only thing that bugs me is that so many people have DSLRs now, so they would most likely have the same subject or even photograph as you had taken a week before.

Then again, nothing is original anymore.

I like to think I am creative. I like to think I am an artist. I really love having that title, but in reality, I need to step it up to gain any recognition for it. Illustrate a book. Graffiti a mural. Tattoo my friends. My goals with art are limitless, and I have yet to achieve anything I can be proud of.

I complain sometimes about how I am different from my friends. How I am strange and queer. How nobody will ever be able to understand me. But, truthfully, I like having that uniqueness. Although it is troublesome at times, I like my odd, quirkiness and rebellious, radical nature. It is probably the reason I have creativity at all. You can’t create a masterpiece if you just mimic what everyone else wants to see. You can’t make anyone feel anything without going against all the rules.

I think I can save the world while living the life of an artist.

By the way, this isn’t even an HDR shot.

April 01, 2010
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