Seeing for the first time.
Today I went to a local gallery to speak with this really amazing photographer, (though the guys name escapes me now. how ironic!) with my photography class. It was rather interesting, conversing with him about all the different qualities of photography and arguining over what made a good picture. Gosh, I love it. When I get behind a camera, how can it be that such a small thing as the lens forces me to truely look at what I am seeing? Taking pictures allows me to view things in a different way. It's an eye opener. Suddenly, it feels as if I can look into the soul of another and figuire out what makes them tick. With each flash and click of the camera, I drfit closer and closer to the person, or object I am photographing, and escape my own world and dance across theirs. It's insane.
I'm insane...
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