I'm on my way to becoming a photographer. enrolled at photography school doing everything I ever dreamed to try at school learning what i want having interest being confident having friends and good relationships with teachers.
barely a month in already done 8 rolls of black and whites and astonished to see the excellence i achieved compared to the old lyndale stuff.
in this college i can show the real me and share my interests without fear of being ridiculed its bliss. here is where i belong it is here that i am happiest. it is here where the knowledge comes to me. where the inspiration reveals itself.
my muse 3 steps ahead already plotting and planning the next phase the next shoot. not a bit frightened about self portraits and sharing it with the 30+ peers. it will be the real me that no one ever sees as it is always hidden. i can show myself through my work and not be scared about what will happen. its perfect this is what i wanted my whole life to have such a perfection
and this path has been staring me in the face for years. i just needed to share my passions and take some risks. and its paying off its the first thing to go right in my life.
now if only i could get them Happy to be happy with me to have all our problems disappear then everything would be perfect and i wouldn't need to cry and be hurt anymore. if it was perfect i would be with him and be loved and i would see my friends more often than i do.
