iPhoneography as I know it

I was never a fan of iPhone until the so-called new kind of photography - iPhoneography. For those who do not use an iPhone, they call it mobile photography. But really, iPhone started it all. And because I discover lately that I am traditional, I go for an iPhone. I now own an iPhone. This is once again life's joke on me. However, it's quiet good. It encourages me to shake the creativity out of me.

So I embark on this new journey. I always wanted to take up photography but I just hate the idea of bringing along a big chunk of camera, especially when traveling. I'm always going to travel light regardless of the distance. For instance, it's just recently that I succumb to bags. Long ago, I only carry four things: wallet (sometimes just money), ID, ATM card and a pen. I guess because my dad told me so that those are the really important stuff whenever I go. Why? I will explain in the next possible blog spot. Lol!

Anyway, back to iPhoneography. Yes, this is me and trying to squeeze into the crowded space of photography. I love the beautiful, or what I conceive as beautiful. I so love the aesthetics. I want to blame it on a one particular class in college. So they say, most things start in college. *wink*

The first photo that I appreciated so much was of Blessy Lee when she was ten or something (hope to show it one day). She was a housemate. I begged her to give it to me. She did. I was ecstatic. It was the most beautiful photo I had ever seen. 

 

My interest grew when I discovered I could actually take good pictures through my first official job. I was a project writer/documenter. Part of my job was to go to far-flung places but damn-good picturesque. And then, there are random people complimenting me once in awhile. Yeah, yeah... so they are just trying to make me feel good. Yet at the end of the day, I am the judge. I know when a photo is extraordinarily beautiful when I can feel my soul flutter. I also know when a photo is empty because I can hear my soul screaming. I'm not making this up. It's just how I feel when I see some pictures, or even the arts in general actually.

Honestly, this is me trying to ressurect what I killed in me. I have discovered that, one of the things that give me joy is art. I am so happy when I have created something. It's like falling in love (with Brad). It's like being with the ocean. It's like heaven.

So here it is, iPhoneography by yours truly.

A girl gotta have a pair in winter

I was just sitting in the middle of the city, not because I just could, but because i just had to get out and smell the air sometimes. And then, I started to think, "What to do... What to do?" Hmmnn shopping! Euhmm shopping? Lol! And shopping, I did. Had to be twice as much. Good thing I didn't grab another pair of boots or shoes. I got a pair of gloves, though. Just one pair luckily. Hehehe. I was looking at getting two scarves. I thought for a long while but it didn't compel me as much as the thought of having a pair of flat boots. Believe me, walking around in my nicely-heeled boots to get another pair proved its purpose or meaning, whichever.

The point is, now that it's getting colder each day, good comfy boots are perfect for those errands. Saying that, Brad and I are due for a rock-on pair of Uggs for indoor (and) perhaps outdoors. Yay! Who said I could not have twice as much? Soon tough, pretty much soon.

Slowly getting there

Did I mention that I'm going to get married soon? Oh well, it has always been our plan which we've been pushing and pushing aside for quiet awhile, because we have so many things to do outside our relationship. We're getting hitched because it's the right thing to do. We are solidly committed, don't get us wrong but we need to be official. Something like Brad and Angelina. Somehow we just feel the need out of nowhere.

Too soon? No, we are not pregnant. We just want this whole wedding day done so we can continue living our lives.

Do we need to? Like I mentioned, it does not matter but there's just that compelling need. Besides, I'm not one of those silly girls go fantasize about wedding and stuff. I don't have a dream wedding in fact. I have never believed in marriage, not until I met Brad. I guess life has played a joke on me, yeah? It's okay, though. I do anything for love, or something like that.

So here is a draft of our cake for the big day, though in a small way.

 

Will update upon the turn of things.