So this will be my last submissin for The Arcade Photo Contest this round! I am so pleased with the photos I have submitted. With so many trail and errors, every hour and minute put into making sure that each post told you a story was so worth it. I really hope I succeed in that for you guys and I hope you guys love them as much as I loved doing them ^_^.
Here I am in the middle of nature, waiting for a moment that wants to be portrayed. looking for tranquility, peace and happiness. I can hear the scream of my soul asking for inner peace that only can be given by nature and photography.
#185 The Arcade Photography Contest (Submission)..
Hi my babies!!!
So I have finally decided to stop letting my nerves get in the way of participating in The Arcade Gacha Event’s photo contest. I am so excited and I am working really hard for all my supporters. I hope you enjoy seeing my submissions throughout this round of The Arcade.
If any of you are still here reading my blog, you probably noticed that I haven’t blogged as much lately.
I haven’t been in the mood. And blogging for me isn’t about slapping a photo on a page and putting down credits.
For me it’s about telling a story. My favorite posts are the ones in which my photos are tied into a story, an atmosphere, an expression of my mood, with an outfit, a location, and many other ingredients.
So today I’m going to tell you a different story.
I got my first camera for my birthday, as a little girl.
I’m not really sure which birthday that was, but way pre-teen. I loved my little camera and ran around taking pictures of everything I found. Of course they were all really horrible pics, but I was happy!
I got a new one not too long after that. It was cool ‘cos I could fit it in my purse and it had a zoom in it so i could do close up piccies! And I had more flashes for it than my cubes that came with the first one.
I guess life went on, adolescence came, and I didn’t use my camera so much anymore. I didn’t take pics of my besties or stuff like that; we all had other things on our mind at the time. But I still liked to take my camera with me and do pics of places I visited and landscapes.
After I graduated high school I went on this “family trip” and took my camera pic with me. I met some cool people; one was a French girl called Aline whose pic I took and still have somewhere, she was so fun! But summer ended and it was time to go to college.
Well, college was college – for me, the first two years was mostly parties, studying was unknown, it was about emotions,
When I got to college I was made to take an aptitude test for what could be a good job for me. The results astounded me bcause it said
1. Computer programmer
Well, at that point I had never even seen a computer yet (it turned out to be my occupation for many years and still going strong); photography… well I had played but from that to a job??
That’s when I got my first “real” camera for my 18th birthday. My uncle apparently thought my interest in photography was enough to get a reflex and try my hand at it. Regardless of everything else that happened ith him, I have to be thankful for that.
Yea, looks ugly, right? But I loved it. I learned about how to use aperture, shutter speeed, and to do other things like that. I took tons of pictures in those two years, and I have something like 12 albums full of them at home. It was mostly about “landscapes” (underground stairwells from odd angles, etc) and still life – in fact, I liked to create “mini sets” to take pictures of – a bowl of M&Ms with my teddy bear, one of my bras hanging on a pair of cowboy boots, and other weird things like that.
Then real life kicked in. I moved to USA and went to university. By then I had kind of figured out – if my childhood hadn’t been a hint – that life is a bitch and then you die.
I bought a new camera at uni,
and played and did lots of things but none of it was worth mentioning, sadly. The most “work” I did with pictures in the first year was reading TONS of photography magazines, and other magazines too. Any photo I found which I liked got cut out and pasted on my bedroom wall. I had two walls of my room full of pics, and dreamed of things like advertising photography.
At one point I figured I could improve my photography by improving my equipment. Everyone knows that’s illusion but anyway I upgraded my Minolta to the pro version, not so plasticky, solid and “professional”. – even tho the 7000 actually came with more things which were optional in my new one.
Needless to say, I didn’t get much photo work in regardless of the new camera.
After finally making it through Uni and returning home, I tried to pick up photography again, but I just wasn’t inspired. First, I got a job, and I had my mind on that, and then other hobbies got in the way, and I wasn’t even sure I wanted to take pics anymore. But I kept my camera, which rapidly was getting old. The only time it got used is when I went somewhere with my friend on a trip, and she hated all the pics I took of her. But that’s life. In the end, she ended up using the camera more than me and she still has it, although she claims it’s broken and can’t be saved anymore.
The only thing which involved me in photography, or in at least some form of art of composition, sets etc., was Second Life, and modeling. I learned about Photoshop; I learned about posing; about what works in SL and what doesn’t. I am in no way a good SL photographer. But what counts is I had fun. But…. somehow it’s not as exciting anymore. Read on and you’ll know why.
Then… I moved to here. I had a better salary and decided it was about time I look into photography again, not to mention figure out what this whole “digital” thing is all about. So I looked around but ended up shopping with my heart too.., and I got a Nikon.
I took it out for a spin; it was a holiday, May 1, and I went to shoot flowers and closeups to see what I could do with it.
After my Second Life experiences, I decided I wanted to know more about photography in the beauty and fashion world. I had never done portraits, and I knew that every time I tried, it had resulted pretty much in disaster.
But my friends know that I hate giving up. And now I am trying to specialize in beauty and fashion photography.
My last shoot was last night. If you want to know more, you’ll have to ask me!
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Here is a winter coat that understands. Resun’s new winter fur coat called Valery Lady is sophisticated and sexy, a trademark of this SL designer.
A luxurious fur collar that reminds me of cold winter days wandering hand in hand with Mr. X along the banks of the Neva River in St. Petersburg.
Fur lined cuffs frame black leather gloved hands and a wide belt at the waist gives you an hourglass look, Mr. X likes that…and Resun is a master at making a winter coat look sexy.
A cute pair of ankle boots also comes with this outfit completing the winter look perfectly.
I shot this blog with the brand new NINE prim photo studio by Image Photography. It does it all and comes loaded with options including 101 textures and 70 prims, plus you can add your own full perm textures and animations. The Pod also comes with lights in varying degrees of intensity and a handy hud with full controls.
The studio has 4 handy drives, one has rgb colors in 4 basic color backgrounds perfect for simple photo shoots. The other drives store textures. This studio handles several avatars (you can move each one to create the perfect shot) and has options for steam, rain and snow plus facial expressions and eye movement.
This studio at 9 prims is unbelieveable and makes SL photography a pleasure. It is easy to use and offers tons of options. Creators, Sparkie Hallard and Grandma Bates have outdone themselves on the Pod. Get it!
"Before long, it was time for all the guests to leave. Marie reluctantly said good night to her nephew and went to bed but she couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about her Nutcracker doll. She slipped out of bed and tiptoed downstairs where the Nutcracker was still resting on his little bed. She cradled the Nutcracker in her arms and fell asleep on the sofa in the parlor.
Suddenly, Drosselmeier appeared out of the darkness. He gently took the Nutcracker from Marie and fixed it. Just as he was placing it back in her arms, she started to wake up. The lights on the tree began to flicker and Drosselmeier appeared on top of the grandfather clock, flapping his arms like a giant owl…"