The summary of the week is very varied, and the Republic of Franca Franchi.
This post starts by saying that the title is nothing casual (I mean the components above), one week is full of many events, good, bad, funny, unexpected, surprising, depressing, elated, finally the time is not wasted.
I tell them to be what one is there to be and do not try to imitate or follow the footsteps of other people just because we believe we can compete with them, improve them, imitate them, in short: No on the face of this Earth 2 people are alike, let alone better than others or worse than others, but different, different. But insanely trying to compete against someone who simply has a DON lost a race before you start running it. No wonder the term of madness in English is: INSANE
For example:
Reach
place where I stand right now, doing the activities is not something that suddenly occurred to me because my own lack of stimulation of the other robbery. When I decided to decant the picture finally made it because I have gathered enough knowledge and skills to take the first step in professional and amateur not seem trying to copy a style or someone activity, with no idea of \u200b\u200bwhat that is to design a lighting scheme or force a photo to an ISO, in short, has taken me years (over 25) the path that gets me now just at the beginning of my career, and I am aware that I still have too go to sit and laugh as believing that "I ate" just because I have a website for my name, that I if I have the balls to have a website with my name! And even so now I have to learn and shoot, but nothing stops me, and not because I'm competing with anybody in the middle, just do not think anyone can do things like I do, and do them as I do not care the others do because it would be just a copycat with no creative authenticity without foreseeable future, so a brief sigh.
10 years ago I left unfinished by the University, to which I was to learn and assimilate information vital to a person that lives and art, since it is the color, composition, space, shapes, and then go live in a world of images and learn to tell them stories, from lighting a lovers kiss at a wedding, to portray the birth of the firstborn of other lovers, the road is going and not copying, but inevitably, is a necessary evil to those people who go through life stealing ideas from here and there in the absence of life itself.
Luck! But imitation is not going anywhere.
This week I hear the crowing of a marinovio offended because his jevita before its jevita posed nude for me, and he now wants "his wife" this showing there boobs (read my portfolio etc) and marital ment of a man and a woman unsure Birdbrain peppered me professionally because I see Yes, because the male in question he gave him crowing about his mommy.
This mommy, like all jevitas Birdbrain, erased from your hard disk mental history of how and why she posed for me even naked people crazy because they dazzled by the economic and the fantasy of home with hubby, the little boys and red Tejitas with the dog in the garden forgets that when one makes a deal was "a deal" and breach involves inevitable consequences. More if it is with me.
I'm giving it my work, let him do favors for anyone, and with men "male" and the little ladies "Birdbrain" I get a loincloth, so there are left.
Anyway I still do not understand how you may have women who leave pure Realaze handle to tip of birds and men preñaos pissed, I stop the piss (excuse me the expression and the honorable ladies who read this blog).
This week, on Monday evening, died someone who wanted very much, someone who did much for me, perhaps more than it has done to date my mother. Until there all nice and natural.
The shit is that I was wrong to qualify my priorities in relation to this person in my life, and instead of head I think something else, and that resulted desicion "inevitable" I had to go away, for 2 + years of this person, and only from the distance I could stay aware of your health.
The news gave me last week, I knew before I confirm it, so I bear my grief inside, and it hurts.
hurts because I did not know be grateful, because I could not apologize hurts, it hurts because it hurts and it hurts that sucks too.
But let's say my soul and my body went through this experience of death of the father's estate and knows how to walk without falling, at this point anymore.
does nothing that my ex father in law died and I spent the whole day with my family (and politics) on the day of his funeral, and understood each of the emotions that each one of them lived alone for a few 8 years ago I also had to mourn heartbreakingly but silent on the image to see Dante and bury the body, anyway. Death is not a pleasant subject, but in cases like this was reconcialidor.
But with the death of Mrs. Y. I could not do the same, I could not reconcile with those who say I am in conflict because the causes are more visceral, and because I understand that even one victim's case suffers from much bitterness. So I drained my faults, my tears alone locked.
So those are the 3 tracks some of this week of rest and walking around in order ....
Greetings ....
F!
This post starts by saying that the title is nothing casual (I mean the components above), one week is full of many events, good, bad, funny, unexpected, surprising, depressing, elated, finally the time is not wasted.
Theme 1: Being and wanting to be
I tell them to be what one is there to be and do not try to imitate or follow the footsteps of other people just because we believe we can compete with them, improve them, imitate them, in short: No on the face of this Earth 2 people are alike, let alone better than others or worse than others, but different, different. But insanely trying to compete against someone who simply has a DON lost a race before you start running it. No wonder the term of madness in English is: INSANE
For example:
Reach
place where I stand right now, doing the activities is not something that suddenly occurred to me because my own lack of stimulation of the other robbery. When I decided to decant the picture finally made it because I have gathered enough knowledge and skills to take the first step in professional and amateur not seem trying to copy a style or someone activity, with no idea of \u200b\u200bwhat that is to design a lighting scheme or force a photo to an ISO, in short, has taken me years (over 25) the path that gets me now just at the beginning of my career, and I am aware that I still have too go to sit and laugh as believing that "I ate" just because I have a website for my name, that I if I have the balls to have a website with my name! And even so now I have to learn and shoot, but nothing stops me, and not because I'm competing with anybody in the middle, just do not think anyone can do things like I do, and do them as I do not care the others do because it would be just a copycat with no creative authenticity without foreseeable future, so a brief sigh.
10 years ago I left unfinished by the University, to which I was to learn and assimilate information vital to a person that lives and art, since it is the color, composition, space, shapes, and then go live in a world of images and learn to tell them stories, from lighting a lovers kiss at a wedding, to portray the birth of the firstborn of other lovers, the road is going and not copying, but inevitably, is a necessary evil to those people who go through life stealing ideas from here and there in the absence of life itself.
Luck! But imitation is not going anywhere.
Item 2: MALE MEN AND WOMEN Birdbrain
This week I hear the crowing of a marinovio offended because his jevita before its jevita posed nude for me, and he now wants "his wife" this showing there boobs (read my portfolio etc) and marital ment of a man and a woman unsure Birdbrain peppered me professionally because I see Yes, because the male in question he gave him crowing about his mommy.
This mommy, like all jevitas Birdbrain, erased from your hard disk mental history of how and why she posed for me even naked people crazy because they dazzled by the economic and the fantasy of home with hubby, the little boys and red Tejitas with the dog in the garden forgets that when one makes a deal was "a deal" and breach involves inevitable consequences. More if it is with me.
I'm giving it my work, let him do favors for anyone, and with men "male" and the little ladies "Birdbrain" I get a loincloth, so there are left.
Anyway I still do not understand how you may have women who leave pure Realaze handle to tip of birds and men preñaos pissed, I stop the piss (excuse me the expression and the honorable ladies who read this blog).
Topic 3: GOODBYE TO HURT
This week, on Monday evening, died someone who wanted very much, someone who did much for me, perhaps more than it has done to date my mother. Until there all nice and natural.
The shit is that I was wrong to qualify my priorities in relation to this person in my life, and instead of head I think something else, and that resulted desicion "inevitable" I had to go away, for 2 + years of this person, and only from the distance I could stay aware of your health.
The news gave me last week, I knew before I confirm it, so I bear my grief inside, and it hurts.
hurts because I did not know be grateful, because I could not apologize hurts, it hurts because it hurts and it hurts that sucks too.
But let's say my soul and my body went through this experience of death of the father's estate and knows how to walk without falling, at this point anymore.
does nothing that my ex father in law died and I spent the whole day with my family (and politics) on the day of his funeral, and understood each of the emotions that each one of them lived alone for a few 8 years ago I also had to mourn heartbreakingly but silent on the image to see Dante and bury the body, anyway. Death is not a pleasant subject, but in cases like this was reconcialidor.
But with the death of Mrs. Y. I could not do the same, I could not reconcile with those who say I am in conflict because the causes are more visceral, and because I understand that even one victim's case suffers from much bitterness. So I drained my faults, my tears alone locked.
So those are the 3 tracks some of this week of rest and walking around in order ....
Greetings ....
F!
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