I think sometimes when we dream we dream too much. When we have one of those dreams, I feel that people tend to throw everything out the door; their studies, their jobs, their lifestyle. It seems like nothing matters anymore. You're life falls apart. You become late for work, Your goals become secondary. Perhaps it's a midlife crisis.
Anyway, I've been having these sorts of feelings and have somewhat been disoriented.
I feel that the cause has been triggered by too much self-pity and watching on with no action as family members get older, friends drift away or leave the city you reside to pursue their own dreams post university.
Somehow I feel I have too much on my plate and I haven't set my goals right.
Until then I might engage in a bit of tunnel vision and just look forward with my studies and not worry about anything. Hopefully this post will motivate me enough for the remaining semesters or upcoming studies and prac.
July 25, 2010
May 9, 2010
Neglecting Blogs
My lack of postings as of late has led me to conclude that I like blogs, but I just seem to neglect them.
The lack of postings have been a combination of events that me and my business partner have been covering in terms of photographing and also Uni work and prac.
Anyways, Uni is nearly over and I've done my time at Ipswich SHS (sounds like prison but it was). I got my certificate to boot for my portfolio so it's done and dusted.
In terms of Uni work, there's only 3 weeks left in the semester so it's all smooth sailing from here.
Me and my mate have just started our little firm called C&L Photographie. There is a blogspot for her as well. We started off doing a few shoots last month for events ranging from fashion, clubbing and just your presentation style party events.
So we've been busy putting together a portfolio as well as creating our watermark and our blogspot.
Will definitely keep the posts coming.
The lack of postings have been a combination of events that me and my business partner have been covering in terms of photographing and also Uni work and prac.
Anyways, Uni is nearly over and I've done my time at Ipswich SHS (sounds like prison but it was). I got my certificate to boot for my portfolio so it's done and dusted.
In terms of Uni work, there's only 3 weeks left in the semester so it's all smooth sailing from here.
Me and my mate have just started our little firm called C&L Photographie. There is a blogspot for her as well. We started off doing a few shoots last month for events ranging from fashion, clubbing and just your presentation style party events.
So we've been busy putting together a portfolio as well as creating our watermark and our blogspot.
Will definitely keep the posts coming.
April 12, 2010
Hating Facebook
I suppose hate is a very strong word, filled with anger, frustration and reason. But that's what I'm feeling at the moment.
Hate you!~ Let me upload my photos in peace and not delete them as they do not promote sex, nudity or paedophilia!!!
Will
Hate you!~ Let me upload my photos in peace and not delete them as they do not promote sex, nudity or paedophilia!!!
Will
March 23, 2010
Kids
No, I do not have kids. I love children, but I do not have kids. Today was my first day of placement for a unit at University where I get to assess and criticise the hell out of teachers, or so I thought. At the moment, I'm not understanding my task very well. Inclusiveness? Ok, enough. My placement is 40kms from where my residence. It's in a town called Ipswich in Queensland. Yes, for those domestic readers, Ipswich is a shithole. It's the main headquaters of Bogans.
For those International readers, a bogan is "of a lower-class background and whose characteristics exemplify, often crudely, this background. The speech and mannerisms of a bogan, according to the stereotype, are such as to indicate poor education, a preference for cheap clothing, and uncultured upbringing. 'Bogans' tend to reside in outer metropolitan areas or large country towns," (wikipedia, 2010).
It was not a cultural shock upon entering the school that beared the name of the town. A little bit confronting, but I got down to what I did best. Anyways, highlight of the day was being sworn at by a little year 8 kid. Very memorable. If only I could've taken a picture, I'd cherish that moment for years to come.
More fun tomorrow.
For those International readers, a bogan is "of a lower-class background and whose characteristics exemplify, often crudely, this background. The speech and mannerisms of a bogan, according to the stereotype, are such as to indicate poor education, a preference for cheap clothing, and uncultured upbringing. 'Bogans' tend to reside in outer metropolitan areas or large country towns," (wikipedia, 2010).
It was not a cultural shock upon entering the school that beared the name of the town. A little bit confronting, but I got down to what I did best. Anyways, highlight of the day was being sworn at by a little year 8 kid. Very memorable. If only I could've taken a picture, I'd cherish that moment for years to come.
More fun tomorrow.
March 21, 2010
Reincarnations
I believe in reincarnation and karma. I believe that most of the time, the things I do will come back to bite me for better or worse. Regardless of the big or small favours I pull for people or the ones they pull for me, I do believe we will get rewarded, we just have to have the heart for it.
I now hold the thought that reincarnation is a second chance at life, and for those who are fortunate enough to believe that the person is a reincarnation of someone they know, it's a second chance to put things right.
The year 2010 has so far been a great year for myself. I cherish the moment I am in. Don't know if that makes much sense, but yes. I'm meeting a lot of new people and making a lot of new friends. This is where reincarnation comes into play. Have you ever met someone, say from High school whom you've never liked etc. etc. and you thought will probably never see again? Great. Well it seems weird but I've been meeting people whom I believe are reincarnations of people of my past. Whether it's a carbon copy of a lookalike or personalities. Whether they are lookalikes of cartoon characters. Mind you, they are lovely people, but I'm starting to freak out and think to myself, whether it's a sign or not. I'll end on that note.
Like I said in the previous paragraph, 2010 has been awesome. I'm in the commitee for BSA at UQ (though I do not go to UQ, who would?). BSA (Borneo Students Association) is a social club which runs events for its members. Sign up fee and all that. So far, we've had the annual market day event and the weekend just past, we had a joint Welcome BBQ, in association of UQ HKSA for members and new members. I felt it was a great success.
My role in the club involves documenting the event in the form of photos and well, what a photographer does is basically network and make everyone feel welcome and not feel excluded, and of course, take photos? Inclusiveness, yes that's what I stand to achieve...freaking teacher talk there. Anyways, I do not do this job alone. My sidekick, as I'd like to call it, C is also a photographer in the club. She's a great person, very funny and bubbly. We like to tease each other as well which makes the atmosphere more enjoyable.
Anyway, took some shots at the BBQ and they turned out great. Had the 15-85mm for the wide shots, but more or less enjoyed more shots with my 70-200mm.
It's up on the facebook site:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=13519&id=100000508183638&l=5f1af59806
Looking forward to the next event which will be Ice Cream night and Movenpick? APril 1st?
Live in the moment and cherish them with photos
I now hold the thought that reincarnation is a second chance at life, and for those who are fortunate enough to believe that the person is a reincarnation of someone they know, it's a second chance to put things right.
The year 2010 has so far been a great year for myself. I cherish the moment I am in. Don't know if that makes much sense, but yes. I'm meeting a lot of new people and making a lot of new friends. This is where reincarnation comes into play. Have you ever met someone, say from High school whom you've never liked etc. etc. and you thought will probably never see again? Great. Well it seems weird but I've been meeting people whom I believe are reincarnations of people of my past. Whether it's a carbon copy of a lookalike or personalities. Whether they are lookalikes of cartoon characters. Mind you, they are lovely people, but I'm starting to freak out and think to myself, whether it's a sign or not. I'll end on that note.
Like I said in the previous paragraph, 2010 has been awesome. I'm in the commitee for BSA at UQ (though I do not go to UQ, who would?). BSA (Borneo Students Association) is a social club which runs events for its members. Sign up fee and all that. So far, we've had the annual market day event and the weekend just past, we had a joint Welcome BBQ, in association of UQ HKSA for members and new members. I felt it was a great success.
My role in the club involves documenting the event in the form of photos and well, what a photographer does is basically network and make everyone feel welcome and not feel excluded, and of course, take photos? Inclusiveness, yes that's what I stand to achieve...freaking teacher talk there. Anyways, I do not do this job alone. My sidekick, as I'd like to call it, C is also a photographer in the club. She's a great person, very funny and bubbly. We like to tease each other as well which makes the atmosphere more enjoyable.
Anyway, took some shots at the BBQ and they turned out great. Had the 15-85mm for the wide shots, but more or less enjoyed more shots with my 70-200mm.
It's up on the facebook site:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=13519&id=100000508183638&l=5f1af59806
Looking forward to the next event which will be Ice Cream night and Movenpick? APril 1st?
Live in the moment and cherish them with photos
March 16, 2010
The art of being late
There he was, sleeping like a little baby. He lay there quietly, eyes shut with all four limbs spread touching the four corners of the bed frame. His mouth was wide open with saliva dribbling down the side of his cheek. The soft silky blanket was barely covering him from the chilly air that filled the room. As sunshine bathed the room accompanied by the sound of singing birds, the little baby curled up and gave out a tired growl. The baby curled up even tighter as a small but cool breeze entered the room via the open windows. The temperature of the room plummeted to an even more comfortable level, suitable for deep hibernation. His skin started to feel the chill as goosebumps started to become visible in the sunlit bedroom. He dragged up the silk sewn blanket from the opposite end of the bed where he lay and wrapped it around his curled up body. He seemed ready for another bout of deep sleep and entry into the dream world.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a loud tinny sound filled the room. It was the alarm. Not being the baby he was earlier when he lay in bed, he proceeded to turn off the device making the wake up sound. His eyes were still shut. He tried to peel open his eyes but the pain of sunlight seeping into his pupils convinced his brain not to open it for the time being. He sat up on his bed and stayed still for a moment. The feeling of not being able to see from the moment you wake up was overwhelming him. He felt his way towards the other end of the bed where the device was sitting. It was on top of the bedside draw.
He claimed the device by running his hands, unguided by his eyes along the white rubber coated cable which connected the device to the charger on the floor. He grasp the device with his left hand and he painfully opened his right eye first, and then his left to read what was on the screen. "6AM" was the display as the sound was still buzzing in his ear. With the device on the palm of his left hand, he slid his right middle finger from the left to the right across the bottom of the lit up screen. This turned off the alarm. Seconds later, he went back to his slumber and never woke again until he realised it was too late...
That was really what really happened to me the other day. I decided to write it as narrative only because I was really bored while waiting for my next class. But anyway, what happened next was even more weird. The phone rang as an SMS came through. I replied and went back to sleep, again. I ended up waking up 3 hours after 6am and subsequently was 2 hours late to class. I rocked up eventually at 11 but the class which was meant to finish at 12pm, wrapped up an hour early.
What a great start to the day that was.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a loud tinny sound filled the room. It was the alarm. Not being the baby he was earlier when he lay in bed, he proceeded to turn off the device making the wake up sound. His eyes were still shut. He tried to peel open his eyes but the pain of sunlight seeping into his pupils convinced his brain not to open it for the time being. He sat up on his bed and stayed still for a moment. The feeling of not being able to see from the moment you wake up was overwhelming him. He felt his way towards the other end of the bed where the device was sitting. It was on top of the bedside draw.
He claimed the device by running his hands, unguided by his eyes along the white rubber coated cable which connected the device to the charger on the floor. He grasp the device with his left hand and he painfully opened his right eye first, and then his left to read what was on the screen. "6AM" was the display as the sound was still buzzing in his ear. With the device on the palm of his left hand, he slid his right middle finger from the left to the right across the bottom of the lit up screen. This turned off the alarm. Seconds later, he went back to his slumber and never woke again until he realised it was too late...
That was really what really happened to me the other day. I decided to write it as narrative only because I was really bored while waiting for my next class. But anyway, what happened next was even more weird. The phone rang as an SMS came through. I replied and went back to sleep, again. I ended up waking up 3 hours after 6am and subsequently was 2 hours late to class. I rocked up eventually at 11 but the class which was meant to finish at 12pm, wrapped up an hour early.
What a great start to the day that was.
March 15, 2010
Introduction to the world of Will
There has been this lingering thought that a blog might be useful. Lots of maintenance, vent ur anger, voice your opinion and upset some people. But the main objective is to connect and reconnect with friends and network to other people on the web.
With those loitering thoughts, I decided to compose one. AND... Here it is, my first blog and posting. I don't suppose anyone really cares what I think since I am only a single voice. So whatever I write, don't get offended. Whatever I write, I might be wrong. Whatever I write, they are only my thoughts as I am penning this in whatever tense it may be in. To be quite honest, I have no concern whether there are a few readers or not. It's just me. I write because I enjoy it and I write to better my command of the English language. By the English language, I don't mean I'm illiterate or anything. I have better command than most people I know, because I am also able to teach English to foreigners. It is such an enjoyable job!~ >__>
My aim is to write and bore the hell out of you. I will write about my teaching philosphy and discuss openly about my students. Just kidding!~ They are totally out of bounds. Although perhaps if I were to have a bad day....... =)
The reason for this blog is to discuss my passion for the Single Lens Reflex Camera and basically, myself. My love of photography, (thanks to my acquaintances) started off at work. I must say, it hasn't been a cheap ride.
I started off with a Canon 1000D, Non-IS (Image Stabilisation, Anti-Shake, Vibration Reduction, whatever turns you on) twin lens kit with the specs at 17-55mm F3.5-5.6 and 75-300mm F4-5.6 (I might be wrong about the F stop). Subsequently I bought another kit lens that had IS and on top of that, additional lens hood and the what not.
Other purchases down the track included a tripod, Flash and some other stuff.
Before the development of this blog, I have had fun with the camera, lots of nice photos, but it just wasn't cutting it anymore. It has since been sold off for a few quid and my gear upgraded.
I now have in my arsenal:
Canon 7D with battery grip
15-85mm F3.5-f5.6 IS USM lense
50mm F1.8 Mk II
70-200mm F2.8 IS USM L Series
17-55 F3.5-5.6 IS
55-250 F4-5.6 IS
430EXII Flash with Stofen Omnibounce Diffuser
Remote shutter cord
Manfrotto Tripod
Lowepro backpack to stick it all in
Did I say this isn't a cheap ride? Well yeah, it isn't.
The upgrade was done last year and I must say, I have seen a substantial improvement with my shots and my skills. The gear has granted me more variety with shots. However, I do get a little bit of over-exposure still with my pictures. Something I have to work on.
Anyways. First post is done and dusted.
With those loitering thoughts, I decided to compose one. AND... Here it is, my first blog and posting. I don't suppose anyone really cares what I think since I am only a single voice. So whatever I write, don't get offended. Whatever I write, I might be wrong. Whatever I write, they are only my thoughts as I am penning this in whatever tense it may be in. To be quite honest, I have no concern whether there are a few readers or not. It's just me. I write because I enjoy it and I write to better my command of the English language. By the English language, I don't mean I'm illiterate or anything. I have better command than most people I know, because I am also able to teach English to foreigners. It is such an enjoyable job!~ >__>
My aim is to write and bore the hell out of you. I will write about my teaching philosphy and discuss openly about my students. Just kidding!~ They are totally out of bounds. Although perhaps if I were to have a bad day....... =)
The reason for this blog is to discuss my passion for the Single Lens Reflex Camera and basically, myself. My love of photography, (thanks to my acquaintances) started off at work. I must say, it hasn't been a cheap ride.
I started off with a Canon 1000D, Non-IS (Image Stabilisation, Anti-Shake, Vibration Reduction, whatever turns you on) twin lens kit with the specs at 17-55mm F3.5-5.6 and 75-300mm F4-5.6 (I might be wrong about the F stop). Subsequently I bought another kit lens that had IS and on top of that, additional lens hood and the what not.
Other purchases down the track included a tripod, Flash and some other stuff.
Before the development of this blog, I have had fun with the camera, lots of nice photos, but it just wasn't cutting it anymore. It has since been sold off for a few quid and my gear upgraded.
I now have in my arsenal:
Canon 7D with battery grip
15-85mm F3.5-f5.6 IS USM lense
50mm F1.8 Mk II
70-200mm F2.8 IS USM L Series
17-55 F3.5-5.6 IS
55-250 F4-5.6 IS
430EXII Flash with Stofen Omnibounce Diffuser
Remote shutter cord
Manfrotto Tripod
Lowepro backpack to stick it all in
Did I say this isn't a cheap ride? Well yeah, it isn't.
The upgrade was done last year and I must say, I have seen a substantial improvement with my shots and my skills. The gear has granted me more variety with shots. However, I do get a little bit of over-exposure still with my pictures. Something I have to work on.
Anyways. First post is done and dusted.
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