I was perusing through blogs the other day and happened to come upon G___’s site. I knew him from when I was still laboring in school, carrying heavy books and making my butt mark in the library sometime not too long ago. G was one of my classmates who, until now, refuses to come out of the closet despite his flagrant actions. But that’s not really the reason why I’m ranting here.
Anyway, so I was looking around his site and realized he’d been bitten by the photography bug. While didn’t mention he’s using a DSLR, I could only assume he was when he used the words “looking like a pro” in describing his photography escapade. I looked at his photos and… I suppose they look alright to me. Of course, compared to the other photos in flickr, I’m sure he’d be the first to admit his aren’t really that much up to par. Neither are mine, anyway.
I realized then that I had been neglecting my beloved (and still unpaid) Canon DSLR. I had just bought it last year when I thought I had fallen head over heels in love with photography. It’s so expensive, it almost cost me my husband — good thing he’s understanding. I mean, after all, I don’t get to spend that much in this sleepy town. I’m justified, right? (not really.)
It so happened that last night, there was a black out. It was only for several minutes. Since there was nothing else to do, I whipped out my Canon and started shooting at the candle that was keeping me company in the dark.
Here’s one that came out good.
