April 03, 2010

Random Photos (part 1)

My initial idea was to share some of my (amateur) photography work on this blog... with my lazyness, never got around to do any of it.. facebook seems a lot easier.. though I think it messes up some of the content... anyways...hope to keep adding a lot more in the future

some food photos:

    
        

A few random ones from a trip:











of course, some random things (not really photography stuff... but WTF)


a few things in my room:


This one is painted behind my door by a friend of mine.. did it in less than 90mins, by just looking into the cd inlay of the Iron Maiden album "Rock in Rio"






some other ones: 












hmmmm....
Still a long way to go... very much in the basic learning stage...

my gear:

Canon EOS 450D
Canon EF 24-105 f/4.0 L IS USM (initially used the single lens kit, wasn't too happy with it, sold that on ebay & used the money to buy a nice potrait lens)
Canon EF 50mm f/1.8 Mk II - worth every cent. 

Tripod (used pretty much for my night shots only) - Manfrotto 719b

April 01, 2010

for Blah

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Illusion


Dont turn off the light,
Dont want to leave you tonight,
These tears of rage
May stream down my face.
I dont want to remember
the long dark december.
As long as your with me
I can take on anything.
When the music is playing
Cant help remember that blissful feeling.
The world may turn away
but not Your love.
Everytime I hold You, You disappear,
How could I forget, You’re not really here!!!



About 7 years ago, on a random drinking night with George - we were talking about some of the things I used to attempt to write (don't think they were any good). I was boasting that I could write about anything - of course a bit intoxicated. Being in that state of mind, I told him I would write something about alcohol. A year later I wrote the above. It is actually written to alcohol (personified) & sadly not a girl. It was actually written after it had enlightened me that, unlike the popular consensus, people who drink when they are sad or depressed are actually full of shit.
So in a way, this is an ode to alcohol.

Sadly, I dont think many believed me - they think it was simply just about a girl.

Perception! People see and believe only what they choose to (even when everything they need is right in front of them)