Monday, January 26, 2009

Bird by Bird, Word by Word

I prefer to read slowly word by word.
This type of habit usually allows me to have a moment. During this moment, I apply myself into a plot, but not always, and it happens when I read a book, 'Bird by Bird.'

While reading this book, I'm so ashamed and I want to hide myself like a bride at the start of wedding 10 minutes before. The sudden thought was popped up from my head, especially when I read this part, "writing a novel is like driving a car night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way," from E. L. Doctorow.

I made the biggest mistake while taking a picture story of a victim of domestic violence during a last semester. First, I made a main story even before meeting with her. I forced her into my plot thinking about how I could make a better story within a due date. But, we both felt something uncomfortable feeling between us later on, and she didn't answer my call anymore.

Why do you want to take a picture?
This basic question I used to answer became the most difficult question I've ever had.
I forget the moment I used to catch because I want to make one well done image at one time.

Okay....
Start with shitty first drafts. That's all I need to do now.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Gentleman


Mr. Kid Bars turned 40 this year. When asked the secret of Kid's old age, Grindler joked that he doesn't drink alcohol and doesn't smoke, but said lots of love and attention help keep him in great condition.


I can say that he is absolutely a gentle guy.

coming back from winter sleep

This is my last semester and my last moment in Columbia.
I want to share the moment with you.