so my portfolio review was this morning

and i wasnt worried because well..i love this class. and while im definitely not the best photographer (i just started) i love it and the professor knows that. so thats been probably the best class ive takent his semster. ive realized i need to take at least one creative class a semester in order to stay sane. with the intensity of hte academic mentality and thinking in that way and looking at things in that way, such logic and analysis, its good to take a break, breathe and look at things in an entirely different way. and that way doesnt have to make sense or be supported by citations. in fact it shouldnt. it should be something entirely new and force people to go...huh.

and i love that. looking at things in different ways, showing different people. telling stories. its what i do and what i love.

and ive been thinking about what my prof said.
he says that even in still lifes, or landscapes or portraits of another person....its all a sort of selfportrait.

his comment on my work was that in every shot of mine, i bring things to life. the statues and the buildings and whatever...somehow the feeling that surrounds them tells a story in the shot.

so..if its a selfportrait what does that say?
that each one has a different story..is that what im projecting for the moment; are they facets of who i am; does it show how i relate to the world and the sponge for stories that i happen to be; the truths i percieve as truths or constructions?

i dont know.
and thats part of the fun
because if nothing else. its affirming for one thing ive known for a little while now. that as conceited as its seems to proclaim what you think you are....its a feeling, its a calling.
at the core im just a bard.
and all i want to do. all i need to do is tell stories
and i am so so glad that ive found that i can do it in a medium of images as well as in words.