Dec 03, 2009 13:55
There is a certain respect you gain from watching people express their inner most demons.
In my photography class our latest assignment was to take a self portrait. One assignment that i found particularly challenging. The more pictures I took, the less I felt like I knew who I really was. As I listened carefully to the critiques and comments of other classmates I realized how confused and lost everybody really is. That everybody deep down inside is really searching and yearning for more. What we see on the outside is definetly not a definition of who we are on the inside. It makes you think how much we judge people and what we look for in a friend-- in a relationship is just an outside projection of what we want ourselves to look like or feel like. The people I surround myself help to inspire my character and I hope that I can take this self portrait as a stepping stone to identify who I want to be. The life of my pictures is not in the subject but how I put my soul into the picture and right my now my soul is in a mending process. What I want to be and who I am is daily becoming closer and eventually I hope to have harmony that projects from the outside in. Until that point I'll just keep smiling, because if im smiling there is no room to frown.