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GPP 2011

Friday I was up at 6 am and out the door to catch the bus by quarter til. There was NO WAY  I was going to miss the bus or my day of classes at the Gulf Photo Plus Friday event of classes.  After an $expensive$ ride to media city, I found my destination as well as stomach butterflies. Noone knew by looking at me but I felt so out of place.

"what do I know?"

But reassured myself with the fact that I wasnt much unlike most others there who were on a quest to learn more, become better, whether for business or hobby. Everyone had their cameras on their hips. Id almost forgotten mine but turns out I didnt need it. Also didnt take paper. Some student I am. But only needed it for one of the four classes and I had enough paper for that.

2 out of 4 isnt bad I suppose and 41 US dollars certainly isnt bad for 4 classes of your choice from 930-530.

I met a lady who wants to photograph me to which I gave my contact info but dont think anything will come of it. And on the off chance it does, it would definitely be after i gain 5 lbs-not that I plan to but such is life.

I also met a Nigerian man who flew over here just for the classes. He is a photographer back home and wants to move into portraits.

I learned quite a few things. Number one of which I already knew. PRACTICE,PRACTICE,PRACTICE. I also learned-or acknowledged-a couple things about myself. I cant doubt myself and expect to get better at this. There are some pieces to the puzzle that are missing but things will take time and get better as well. I can read all I want but if I dont do then I may as well sell this expensive camera that made me sick to my stomach buying,lol.

So instead of getting consistent pictures that I actually like:

I have many more of those moments where I see one thing in my mind but get another

not exactly what I was going for. . .
btw,I was SO MAD that night as those were royals riding through town on the most beautfiul horses! I was barefoot running through the grass only to end up with this!


  1. Your photo of the apartment building looks very...Soviet. Kind of awesome, in a not-what-you-wanted kind of way!


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