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"Well a word in defense of making an ass of yourself, it’s underrated. Eight years ago I made an ass of myself chasing after you and I made an ass of myself chasing after you a bunch of times since then. I have no regrets because it led me to something I wouldn’t trade for the world, it led to you being my friend. So as your friend and a leading expert in the field of making an ass of yourself. I say to you, from the heart, get the hell out of this car.” - Ted to Robin
Blogging is now my excuse to overthink :>
Since the start of my college, I’ve been keeping a planner/diary/journal, which I really religiously update every single day. I recount whatever mundane event that happened in my day and even though nothing significant or life changing went on, I still find ways to express it interestingly. I note down THE MOST RANDOM THINGS. I write a lot (sometimes too deeply, sometimes too narrow, sometimes no sense at all) personal things on my own time, in the confines of my notebook or planner or any paper, and oftentimes I feel the urge to share them in an online blog. But then, I backtrack and question if I should. Then I end up not posting any of them at all.
Perhaps it’s because I’ve always questioned a lot of things about my own blogging and blogging in general – whether I see relevance in my posting of thoughts and photos. Oftentimes, I feel so superficial for wanting to take photos, then going home to edit those photos and post about them online. Photo shoots or photo walks are different cause I genuinely love working with people and working around themes, creating sets and moods and evoking emotion – I love every aspect of it cause it feels more like an art and a challenge to work with places and objects and make something look and feel different and fantastical. But as for things or events or anything taken with DSLRs (or if I’m too lazy to lug that around, my trusty Blackberry or iPod), it seems like I’ve been doing it out of pure routine. I questioned myself if I take them because I want to keep those happy and nice memories or if I take them just to have something to post online. My intentions really confused me and there were times I attempted to be a bit nobler than I was.. Aaand eventually, I just get lost in a puddle of thoughts =)))
But lately I’ve been feeling the mood to ‘blog’ about my photos or what’s happening around the world I inhabit – that sort of thing – hence this existence of activity online-wise. However, this has not stopped me to ponder and question my intentions for my blog, and compare it to the actual content I’ll get to produce in here. I want a blog that is filled with nice, huge photos. But not just that, I want a narration, a heart. Yes, I do love taking photos. I also love thinking about things, abstract things. I love mulling over the relationships of these things. It really is my intention to post art and more life stories and more randomness and less “standard” posts that is the backbone of almost every photography blog there is. So I think there’s more to share about life in this blog than just a mere photo of “a lovely yellow flower and a colorful butterfly.” <3
Always pondering about people, things and more things.