Under incandescent light, this particular window...well it's not really a window, more like the prepared opening for an AC that's not been used. It's not ugly per se under incandescent light...more like a little off, but in the morning when the sun's just on the right angle and the lights are turned off in the room, it's damn pretty.
I guess in a way, this is what photography is for me.
It's not the artistic angle that I need. It's the exact moment when I see it and it holds me captivated.
When something I take for granted everyday shows me something different than what I usually see. Or it could be the same thing everyday, and it still fascinates me. Or it could be the same thing everyday and the first moment I really take notice.
Photography is a hobby. I like having images of somethings I find fascinating, beautiful, ugly, comforting, disturbing...it is a still representation of emotions, a multifaceted catalyst for memories.
I guess in a way, this is what photography is for me.
It's not the artistic angle that I need. It's the exact moment when I see it and it holds me captivated.
When something I take for granted everyday shows me something different than what I usually see. Or it could be the same thing everyday, and it still fascinates me. Or it could be the same thing everyday and the first moment I really take notice.
Photography is a hobby. I like having images of somethings I find fascinating, beautiful, ugly, comforting, disturbing...it is a still representation of emotions, a multifaceted catalyst for memories.
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