Light enters through a ‘hole’ in the lens (Aperture) after a certain amount of time (Shutter speed) image is then recorded. The recorded image called an exposure. An exposure has been defined by some as painting with light. I would define it as painting with life.
When I first started to take picture with my friend’s DSLR during a trip to Sandakan in Borneo, I fell in love with it. I want to know more about photography and I knew I’m going to crave for one DSLR too. After a few times of photo hunting with my pals, little did I suspect that it was more than just shooting faces and capturing sceneries. I could even capture a person’s character and also the precious memories and moments that could never revive. In the deeper thought, it is just so amazing thru photos we can still be able to see our beloved one who had gone far away. Doesn't this a means to immortalize life?
Talking about photography, sometimes choosing someone with character is as important as photographing. I like to shoot kids as my subjects. They have those innocent eyes and unadulterated spirit that indulging me. They might have nothing now, yet they smile like they have own all the sunshine in the whole wide world. As we grown, some of us had lost our integrity smile and transparency soul but building up thick protection brick wall. In the world we live in, life is a rush. We have to move all the time. We dream big and we pursue it relentlessly. When we achieve that cherished dream, we aspire for something bigger. The way kids embrace life truthfully comes as reminder to us that life is actually very simple.
Every person I meet in my life is an essential part of the little world I live in, even just for that brief moment of our encounter. When I take their photo, I am sharing not only my composition but also their life. What I capture is a mirror of how I feel and see. This is when I usually again realize how simple life can be. Like the saying goes " The traveler sees what he sees and the tourist see what he has come to sees. ---G. K. Chesterton. And I'm seeing myself as a traveler. =P
I have been into photography now. Somehow, it has turned into passion. Uh-hu~ I want my D90 for sure! hahaha.. *pray*
My body temperature is rising now in the civil war of fighting against rival infection, The Virus. So, Colonel White Lie, hypothalamus who lead The Fever tells my body, "You're too cold~cold~" That's why I'm feeling so cold and shivering now. I guess this is what they called as Thermostat effect to balance back temperature to keep it equilibrium, not overheat to destroy the innocent citizen, Proteins. It’s not a big deal actually cause when the heat goes up by a few degrees it actually means that my body is so close to triumph. My body’s vital processes are working faster than usual. Standing at the winning edge of the battle The Fever summons the body’s immune system to produce more white blood cells, antibodies, hormones, enzymes, and other army to fight against The Virus. Yes, I’m having fever now. I think medical treatment is not a necessary as I'm might just having slight fever with minor little viral infection plus bit sore throat and running nose... hmmmmm... I just need more rest and liquid fluid to get back my spirit refugee that left and rejuvenate from the brutal war. *Ah chEWww ~!* *snifF~*
She woke up to the sound of message ring tone. It was raining outside as she did not even realised it was already two in the noon. Seems like a steady drizzly day to her. She was trying to feel around with her right hand and grabbed the phone supposedly somewhere beside the bed. She did not fully awaken until she opened her eyes and read this message.
[Let me know if you'll like to see tt]
With a sob of driven out from despair in not getting to see her puppy ever again, she pulled herself out from the bed. No, no longer a puppy anymore, now it should be a 21 years old adult doggy indeed.
[ :' ) I always dream to.. ]
[Anytime..]
From the first thought, she replied.
[Can i see him now? ]
[Yes..If you want to.. ]
Not to have a second thought.
[Where?]
[Here of cos]
Any sane person could be realised that she has no transport to go over. Get back in sensible shoes, she felt disappointed.
[Dumb me.. I don have transport to come over now. Mayb next time then..]
With a sense of despair, she threw herself back to the bed again. That's it, the end of the conversation she thought. Then she received one of her close friend replied after she shared her gladden out. A thought come out from nowhere she asked her buddy to accompany her to find him. Maybe she had no courage to face him alone and worried that the situation might be awkward if no one is there to pierce the silence. She was waiting his reply to confirm her buddy.
*Buzz buzz*
[It is more like now to me rather than later.. Yeah sure..]
She replied her buddy and ran to take shower. Blew her hair and opened the wardrobe only aware that she did not had any cloth to wear as she had not planned to going out this weekend. Simply a singlet and shorts, she hopped out without her brunch.
Life is a like a maze. No one knows how big and how fancy or complicated it could be. We might get lost sometime somewhere somehow. Some people manage to get back to square one, talking different path and start everything all over again but some might still sticking to the same old familiar path because having the feelings of insecure and dare not to explore new road.
Some might already gave up in neither these irregular paths in which it is difficult to neither find one's way back nor knowing where you're heading. However, behind each turn, there are lots of unexpected waiting for us.
Around this corner, she gasped in astonishment. It was like a dream to her that things around could be happening now. The sound of piano was so beautiful but a little sorrow just like a fluffy cupcake whipped with soured cream. It was hard to suppress nostalgia for not looking back at those moments. She hugged tt close to her and wished that clock could stop tickling.
She was alone at home and could not sleep well that night. Insomnia, she supposed. She had a lot of questions marks in her mind but she chose not to ask. She already knew what she probably getting from him and the response or even no response at all. A restlessness night, forcing herself to sleep again and again.
She woke up to the sound of message ring tone. It was not raining outside this time two in the morning. Instantly, she grabbed the phone beside her bed. It was him again, initially text her within 12 hours. The record of the year. She was totally awaken now.
[Reason i would like you to see tt is because i look back and see no reason not to do so. Just make me feel better.]
He had answered her doubt without any questions thrown out. She was getting confused.
[Don't you think I do not deserve to see tt again for what I’d done? I feel bad as I’m the one brought him back but end up you're the one who taking k of him all this time.]
'He might just ignore me.' She thought.
[Nah..he's good. Brought lots of fun.]
She smiled and pleased to heard that. This feeling could already enough to lulled her to sleep.
Walking on the irregular path, we can never exactly predict and understand stories behind unforeseen circumstances.
[It's hard to believe there's no one falling in you.]
A sudden message came unexpectedly. She read the message again and again trying to find a most reasonable answer, reason or what so ever excuse to that message for not making her thinking too much but she could not. No more reply from him when she was expecting one. This is life? No one can answer. Maybe Douglas Adam can. Thrown out a number 42 and gone.
Awaken. It was really hard to close eyes when the uncertainty is glittering around. They stop her from sleeping. She was once again numb by the silence of the night. Someone just dig her a memory lane and she left herself an empty shell. Only he can explain.
