Listening to: Salif Keita - Tomorrow
Dear diary,
Life is a really strange thing. I mean, really. You never know what might happen tomorrow. Or after an hour. Fascinating, isn't it? But at the end, life is beautiful. That's what I wrote about last night in my main blog (it's in Bulgarian, I don't have the mental resource to write so much in English). Everything is strange, beautiful, colorful, infinite. And the world is just so big, so strange, so....so much of everything. And I want to capture it all, to admire everything, to penetrate everything. I want to capture the soul of things, the meaning of being. And the only instrument for me is my photography. An image can tell more than thousands and thousands of words could ever do. Things are undescrivable, but...feelable? And the perfect photograph is still out there, waiting for me to see it and capture it. Click. The perfect moment, the perfect subject, the perfect meaning. The essence of perfection...I've always tried to achieve it, in everything I do, even before discovering photography's charm and becoming obsessed with it.
There's so much to see, so many things to do, so many places to visit, so many people too meet, so many perfect moments to contemplate, so many stories to hear, so many stories to tell, so many things to be inspired from, so many moments you want to last forever...Life is beautiful, yes, but so short. And I am already 25, and completely blank. Unformatted. I haven't achieved nothing. I have been nowhere. I am like a white piece of paper, waiting to be written on. Sometimes I am nowhere, and yet everywhere. I don't exist, and yet I am everything. I do nothing, and yet I dream of doing so many things. And I am like the zephyr (what a beautiful, tasty word...zephyr zephyr zephyr), like the desert wind, uncatchable, untouchable, unseen and unseenable. I am one with the heart of the Earth, the soul of Gaya, with the essence of it all...and yet I am continiously trying to capture it. I am a chevalier de la Lumière, a knight of the Light...And my eye is my sword.
You know, actually photography is a very philosophycal thing. Teaches you to see things.
Dear diary,
Life is a really strange thing. I mean, really. You never know what might happen tomorrow. Or after an hour. Fascinating, isn't it? But at the end, life is beautiful. That's what I wrote about last night in my main blog (it's in Bulgarian, I don't have the mental resource to write so much in English). Everything is strange, beautiful, colorful, infinite. And the world is just so big, so strange, so....so much of everything. And I want to capture it all, to admire everything, to penetrate everything. I want to capture the soul of things, the meaning of being. And the only instrument for me is my photography. An image can tell more than thousands and thousands of words could ever do. Things are undescrivable, but...feelable? And the perfect photograph is still out there, waiting for me to see it and capture it. Click. The perfect moment, the perfect subject, the perfect meaning. The essence of perfection...I've always tried to achieve it, in everything I do, even before discovering photography's charm and becoming obsessed with it.
There's so much to see, so many things to do, so many places to visit, so many people too meet, so many perfect moments to contemplate, so many stories to hear, so many stories to tell, so many things to be inspired from, so many moments you want to last forever...Life is beautiful, yes, but so short. And I am already 25, and completely blank. Unformatted. I haven't achieved nothing. I have been nowhere. I am like a white piece of paper, waiting to be written on. Sometimes I am nowhere, and yet everywhere. I don't exist, and yet I am everything. I do nothing, and yet I dream of doing so many things. And I am like the zephyr (what a beautiful, tasty word...zephyr zephyr zephyr), like the desert wind, uncatchable, untouchable, unseen and unseenable. I am one with the heart of the Earth, the soul of Gaya, with the essence of it all...and yet I am continiously trying to capture it. I am a chevalier de la Lumière, a knight of the Light...And my eye is my sword.
You know, actually photography is a very philosophycal thing. Teaches you to see things.
