Lately, I’ve been enjoying myself with a little challenge I’m bound to fail. Like how I started with tumblr a year ago which only Chubbs witnessed, I’m back attempting another photography trial.
“I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre. I guess every girl goes through a photography phase.”
-Charlotte, Lost In Translation
I remember that phase very well. I was in junior year back in college, a couple of years before DSLRs, lomo cams – and yes, even digicams became all too common.
I took up Photography in UP just to give it a shot and to satisfy my curiosity about the little black box with a peephole. I’ve been failing then with my lomo cam attempts, not being able to compose anything really pretty – just funny and cute things I momentarily enjoy, so maybe I’ll learn something by taking a Photography class.
And so I did.
Apparently, at the start of the class we were given the freedom to take photos at our own will. To cut a long story short, we were asked to pick a photo and during lecture day – just by listening to Sir Jamon discuss the basics of photography, I found out I basically don’t have the eye for composition. Hahaha. I was so sure of it.