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-DCFC
Slight sudden outburst ahead. :|
Soooo. I found this girl who takes the same pictures with the same subject, same angle, same words and same song lyrics as mine. Hmm. I don't want to use the word copy but I will go ahead because I can't find any other fitting word right now; I can't say it's inspired or coincidental because it happened way too many times. I don't know how I should feel about this though because really, It's amazing that photography is helping us channel and express what we feel; that we can document the places and things and people and what they mean to us at that particular moment and even ourselves as to how and what we are but hmm, yeah, I just wish she'd find her own rhythm and look at the world through her eyes instead; she'll be surprised about the other things she can toy her imagination with; not just some schtupid lamppost or beat up Chucks. =)
A friend once said that she might have copied the words, or in this case the pictures but she doesn't own the emotions. That is what she's missing out on this. The feel. And you guys know what I mean, yes?
I don't want to be controlled by whatever I'm feeling right now so I won't link her; but maybe I will if she continues and eventually denies it, you know, for a little comparison and contrast. Ahhhhhhh, fuckyeahidk. I'm too old for things like this. Meh.
Wow, that's the longest description I've written for a while, also the most scattered. :O
-DCFC
Slight sudden outburst ahead. :|
Soooo. I found this girl who takes the same pictures with the same subject, same angle, same words and same song lyrics as mine. Hmm. I don't want to use the word copy but I will go ahead because I can't find any other fitting word right now; I can't say it's inspired or coincidental because it happened way too many times. I don't know how I should feel about this though because really, It's amazing that photography is helping us channel and express what we feel; that we can document the places and things and people and what they mean to us at that particular moment and even ourselves as to how and what we are but hmm, yeah, I just wish she'd find her own rhythm and look at the world through her eyes instead; she'll be surprised about the other things she can toy her imagination with; not just some schtupid lamppost or beat up Chucks. =)
A friend once said that she might have copied the words, or in this case the pictures but she doesn't own the emotions. That is what she's missing out on this. The feel. And you guys know what I mean, yes?
I don't want to be controlled by whatever I'm feeling right now so I won't link her; but maybe I will if she continues and eventually denies it, you know, for a little comparison and contrast. Ahhhhhhh, fuckyeahidk. I'm too old for things like this. Meh.
Wow, that's the longest description I've written for a while, also the most scattered. :O