PhotographyIt is my attempt to capture; my laziest attempt-turned-obsession. I thought, in the beginning that the camera would do all the work. And I would reap the reward. But it is my brain and eyes that have to train and through vigilance- a camera at one's side- which will make me good photographer. I hope to build upon and build up and build out and build on and on until I am satisfied that the image I saw is the image I captured. Sometimes it takes some post editing, just as if I had a darkroom... ah, I miss the darkroom- but I have Photoshop, or the like and I do what I can with what I have. Toy cameras, real cameras, digital cameras, they are my glasses, my shades that I hide behind/ in plain sight. If I put me out there, extremely vulnerable, no one will know I was vulnerable. No one would guess that I'm not solid and permanent.
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