Sunday, November 30, 2014

Photo Diary No.1

Here's a little compilation of some of the pictures I took in the past couple of months. More pictures on my Tumblr.


All Photos taken with Minolta SR 505 and Kodak Ultramax 

All rights reserved on original photos


This may or may not be something everyone can relate to, but from time to time, when things are going a little too smooth or easy for me, I can't help but to go into a state of obscure anxiety. I am guessing it's the pessimistic part of me that kicks in to ripple the much too peaceful situation as a reminder to myself not to get too comfortable, and that there's always an ominous connotation to peace that sublimely insinuates some sort of turbulence afterwards.

Jacket: Urban Outfitters 

Why I feel this way is a question I ponder on all too frequently, and the conclusion that I have come to so far is that - I feel this anxiety because the feeling of happiness only happened because of my luck. I was fortunate enough to be born into a good family, surrounded by people who love me, and enjoy the luxury to do what I love freely. These things alone just don't sit well with me because I didn't earn this happiness. The comfort I am able to live in wouldn't have been possible without my parents. The support I get when I've hit a rough patch wouldn't have been possible without my friends and family. What makes me deserving of all this love when there are kids on the streets because their folks loved their blunt and hooch a little too much? 

In the end, I know there is no rhyme or reason to a person's fortunate upbringing or vice versa. All I can do is make the best of all I am able to have, and utilize it to the best of its potential so that one day I'll be able to reciprocate somehow. Lately I've been pretty obsessed with Humans of New York's instagram. Sometimes when I'm bored I would just take a good few minutes perusing through the little stories on their feed. I find these stories of people you could possibly walk by everyday to be very fascinating. Because when we see people around us on the daily, we cannot help but sometimes think how these people can be so obliviously happy while you're going through some serious shit; and that is far from the case. It is all too common and easy for us to put on a face so that we can be perceived the way we want to present ourselves. Reading through HONY, in a way, really keeps me grounded by showing me that whatever I'm going through isn't one tenth as bad as someone else's. And that I can never be grateful enough for what made me who I am today.   

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

All things relevant - October

In the month of October, I have been really enjoying these things. First of, for the first time ever, I actually looked forward to going to class ever since I started taking this basic photography class at my school. The process of developing your own film, albeit somewhat overwhelming, is also extremely rewarding once you're holding your fresh-out-of-the-dryer negatives. 


First enlarged print I made

Went to the Alameda Flea Market the other day and was really chuffed with some of the gems I stumbled upon. 


Vintage print said to produced in 1944

Cheese shredder used as earring holder