It’s been awhile since my last post. I’ve finally settled into my new place. Following the 80-20 rule, I have settled 80 percent of my stuff and had them arranged nicely in cabinets. The rest of the 20 percent are still lying around somewhere. And depends who’s visiting, they will be chucked in a place where visitors can’t see. That’s something I learned from shooting weddings:D You know you do that. But I promise myself I will get them sorted out by mid week.

Here’s one from today’s wedding.

Sometimes, we meet extraordinary folks.

Afew days back, the tilers came to my place to fix some tiles that were taken off to repair a leak. After inspecting the works, I gave them a thumbs up and said it was so well done I can’t even tell it’s been taken off before. The levels are straight, the edges and grouting were perfectly spaced. The tiler then said he could tell it’s been reworked and before he went on to tell me how to ‘see’ it, I told him to stop. Then both of us laughed and agreed that I shouldn’t learn how to ‘see’ it because there is no way to ‘un-see’ if after that.

That incident reminded me of some of the images that I took that I felt left a deep impression in me. Some photos tell me more beyond what a viewer can see, because I experienced it the moment I pressed the button. At times, that experience makes the image alot more memorable in the photographer’s heart. When I took this photo, the MC was preparing to invite the father of the bride on stage for his speech. At that very point in time, he said the groom has a striking resemblance to  his father-in-law. At this very moment, the slideshow which was ongoing for awhile flashed an image of the groom and his father-in-law turned his head for a perfect silhouette. I can remember the moment it flashed, I went ‘woah!’ I know this little piece of memory will always come back whenever I see this image. Little things that make me really happy doing what I do.

I didn’t put him there, I just happen to see it and it brought out the devil in me, so I took a pic.

With every major project, you get plenty of learning opportunities. Even before staying in it, the new place had provided me tons of learning opportunities,  from housing rules, renovation considerations like color perception of paint, flooring usability, lighting temperature/intensity, down to the little bits like how to drill a hole on concrete, partition and metal. Small essential items like self tapping screw, nail plugs, wall plugs, butterfly plugs. Everytime I walk into the hardware shop, I feel like buying something to fix anything. I just have this urge to drill a hole, paint a wall or fix a piece of furniture. And I have not even talked about electronics. I think this is the new house phase.

I don’t know what that means and I’m not going to make up something to explain it. But I like the moment somehow. It’s just like how you see something you like but you can’t explain it. Sometimes you know you don’t know why you like something, but you make up something so that you can explain to people around you so you do not look stupid for not knowing why you like it. Oh I know I do that sometimes (not alot, but I did). But then, as my hair grew lesser, I decided that I don’t have to explain myself so much. I just need to learn how to like things that I don’t know why and stop trying to find out why. Because they say ignorance is bliss:)

Ah… what an awesome night rant:D (because I typed this last night)

Oh, but the reason why I shot this was because the light was awesome and I know I can make it into something I like:)