photo shoots and timeout

super busy after i got back from Phuket. i wonder where the days went … so many things to see to and i wonder if i am ever going to have a good timeout for myself before my new job starts.

i have a couple of real photography stints and i finally understood client demands and creative pride. i mean, it is always easy to say that we will strive to meet client’s demands, but when your work is up for scrutiny and they are not satisfied, it is another story. especially when you have had put in effort to make it the best you could and you are good to show. i finally understood why some creatives are so difficult to work with. because to be able to take harsh criticisms and yet get over yourself in order to hear others, this is no easy feat. i keep reminding myself that criticism is a way to learn and improve for the next project to come, but i should not reduce myself to a ‘yes’ person too. i have my vision for the work and i have to protect it. it’s a fine balance and a very dangerous fence to be on. it could topple either way. i just need to learn, good or bad. it’s never easy to run your own show. with the new job coming and impending school, guess it’s time management seriously. keke. and of course, my friends and loved ones not to neglect.

i have a long way and sometimes i am too impatient to want to learn everything fast. i need to chill abit and take things slower.

two more shoots within the next few days… one client based and one for a friend’s wedding where i want to observe, learn and take candid shots. i think it will be fun. i am excited.

this is the …

Taurean’s eye. He is watching you.

photos

a friend’s dad passed on and i got to know about it today. not great of course, and i remember her dad as someone very reserved and sturdy, a businessman no doubt. i took some photos of him during her wedding earlier this year and i didn’t pass them off to her because i didn’t think they make the cut. but today, i decided to polish up abit and send those to her because i believe she wants to keep memories of him for as much as she (and family) could. photographs i discard because of aesthetic value, take on a different meaning.

who am i to judge and throw on a whim … when they could mean so much more to someone else. …

she wrote: “Good men must die, but death cannot kill their names or deeds.” a wonderful line indeed…upon death, how one is remembered is all that matters.

Update: friend sent me a mail letting me know they were looking through the link i sent across during cremation. my heart died abit when i read that. i am glad i could contribute alittle of consolation in midst of grief.

the day i ran ..

and walked the last 4km.

haha!

pretty day

cottony

hello sunset…