Yesterday I went to my sister's master degree convocation. I was really happy about it. Congratulation to her for completing the tough journey. We took a lot of photographs for the past few days in her university. The scenery was nice. But it got windy at the evening when the sun went down. We had a lot of fun taking funny, creative and formal photos.
The Friday before I went to sister's convocation, I had a mini photo shooting with myself. I know that sounds super duper weird. But that was what literally happening with me. I set a tripod and the camera. I cleared the background for where I wanted to take the photos. And I put on a black dress. I was depressed and pressured that time, I would say. In addition, I was alone in house, and I was listening to Sia's '1000 forms of fear', which made me more depressing.
I took many shots. It was really tiring because I had to be both model and photographer at the same time. Of course I was using timer.Way after all the failure and success like photos were taken, I wanted to pause for a while. However, I decided to just take more shots. Surprisingly, the last shot was the only one I satisfied. The others were not that impressive.
I posted on my Instagram. But I deleted my account!
This is my favourite!
From the photos, I can there are too much noises, not good photo's setting.
I really thank God for making me realising how beautiful everything is. I always thought that Instagram made things looked better. But what is more important is that using your own eyes and discover the beauty for everything with every angle. I think my decision of deleting it is not a mistake. We still can excel in any other platform. Don't ever let anything to restrict you capacity!
loved what you said about using our own eyes to discover the beauty of everything instead of relying on instagram's filters!
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