Sunday, May 16, 2010

Photography.

I love to take pictures. It's fun, it's fascinating, it's inspiring, it's beautiful. Capturing a moment in time to save forever. The right angle and lighting (and some editing ;P) can make just about anything look beautiful, or amazing.
Taking pictures of things I see and people I love is fun for me, and it's like a hobby for me. I enjoy it. I have been pondering what I plan to do in my life, but the choices seem so endless and I just can't decide. I would like to have lots of money, who wouldn't? But I also want to do something I love.
Photography has been an option for me for quite some time, but I never really thought I would go for it, because I never thought I had the talent. Until now.
I recently put up some pictures I took of my friend Sarah that I took. It was nothing really, just some pictures I took of her because she wanted more pictures of herself. In her grandma's yard on a warm Sunday afternoon, I just took some at different angles in various poses and locations. I edited some of the one's we liked best, and they looked pretty good.
Soon enough, Jaclyn was telling me she wanted some of her. So this time in my yard, we had a mini photoshoot. Using a regular camera and the beauty of nature, and Jaclyn, we took over 200 pictures of her posing. I am continuing to edit them, because it takes a little while to get the effect you want.
I have put up a preview album of about 20 of the 200 pictures, and already, I have gotten a lot of praise about them. And Kaelen's aunt has said she wants to show them to her friends that are photographers(:
So, I have decided, this is what I'm going to do. I am going to be a photographer. Most companies charge about $15 per hour and even more for location shoots. I am only going to charge $15 for every 50 pictures, which is a bargain, according to my mom. The money will go to getting me a nicer camera and pay for the editing program I use. This is my starter fee, and might go up, depending on different needs and other usual rates.
I am going to be building up a portfolio and starting a website soon. I will keep you guys posted(:

If you are interested in helping me with money, you can donate to help me get started. Or if you are interested in pictures to help out my portfolio, or for your personal use, please contact me on facebook (Delaney Annemarie Ross) or email (Duck_monkey_cutie@yahoo.com)

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Give me a sign.

Losing someone important to you stinks. It hurts. It's hard. I should know.

The people whom we love the most, can also hurt us the most.

The people who I thought were my best friends, aren't.

I don't exactly feel like explaining the WHOLE story, so here's the sweetened, condensed version.

Some friends were passing a note, about me. They left it there and by chance, I read it. They said bad things about me and it hurt. I told them that it was mean and I just ignored them because I was mad and didn't want my anger to cause anything bad to happen. The next day, I get to class and there's 2 notes on my desk, from them. Both of them never apologized, but rather put all or most of the blame on me and tried to justify what they said and talking about me in general. They no longer wanted to be my friend. I decided I was done with their crap and I didn't need fake friends that held me down and hurt me. We haven't talked since.

At school, to other people, and even what they see of me, it seems that I have just hardened my shell and moved on with my life. But deep down inside, it's killing me. I cry. I really hurts me to think that all along they probably didn't even care about me, or my feelings. To think that the people I loved the most are okay to just throw me away like that. It makes me feel unimportant.

"Everything good in my life falls apart." That's my sign. My sign that many people don't see. I always feel like every time something good happens in my life, something bad happens and I lose it. Even the people I loved and cared about and trusted have gone away from me.

Tonight, church was amazing. It showed me that I don't have to hurt like this. My God loves me no matter what and His will shall be done. "Through me, God's will can be done." That's my new sign. I want everyone to see it. I want to identify me. The girl who brought God's Kingdom to Earth. That will be me.


--Love,
Laney