Frustrated :(

Not the best day, creatively, but kind of revealing, personally. I mean, I notice I still get awfully heated about certain things going on in my line of work. I found tonight, while shooting an opening of a bridge, that the library hired a complete non-photographer, non-teacher for their teaching course, just because, well, he certainly sucked more arse than I know. Not that they hired a bad photie, no. They hired just some loud amateur, close to the sink. And second, while photographing the performance, some fucking retard (he had  a very big lens, so he must have been a pro, right), whose photos get 500% more likes than mine and he gets paid a 1000% more for his work, stood in the middle of the fucking bridge while the girls were dancing. He's in the middle of every fucking shot. He kept pushing his large fucking lens in the organizer's daughter's cunt so insistently, (she was the star of the show) I am almost certain he was hired by the organizer, though I have no idea who that guy is and my life is better for it. I wish I could say I am not worthy to even compare my work to his, but, well, I'm gonna anyway, because this is my blog and I am so incredibly sad by how some people cast a shitty shadow on a profession I admire by being complete and utter fucking morons. 

Amazing work on his part, isn't this? Truly I could never compare.

Makes me wanna never fucking bother shooting any public performance ever again. I just wish I didn't really love doing it for the sound of the mirror retracting every time.. :D

party Foodie prep :)

Postfestum

Survived the feast, and everybody left with a bit of a big tummy :D I'll post pickies, when I get my hands back the cameras... I took some shots, but Rokstar took many more, using a small snapshooter. 

Some of the awesome prezzies I got:

:D

- Tinka made one of her annoyingly AWESOME fresh vegan cakes, which everybody wanted to eat and I want to know how to make, but they are a heavenly secret and no two are alike, so when this one is gone, only a terrible, terrible memory will remain, my tongue ever in mourning of a long lost cakey kiss.

- Someone, I forgot in this chaos whom, gave me a pencil made entirely of graphite. I've never seen such a thing. There's no wood, there's just graphite. It's really heavy. I can't stop using it. I'm typing this with it. :P

- Drey made me my very own custom made Dreambeak!!!!! :D Magical creature!!

- Maja, my crazy honey, gave me a bag full of nuts things, like chocolate caramel falvoured coffee (guess what was the first thing I made when I got up), a tiny torch, binoculars, notepad, wool yarn!!! and more. Nuts, really. she uses hard shampoo for her hair and added a sample, so I'll have to put my head into something smoked or muddy again to give it a fast try.

- Sis and her bo gave me Gilbert's Signature of All Things <3 Oh, an a joke spectacles with a penis for nose. O,o

- Niko gave me four picture-books by Hana bi and Mark Požleb and a linen bag to go with them :D

- In-laws gave me chocolate and certificates (a lot of them!!) for the art stone. Oh, yes :))))

- I got total of half a dozen BEYOND YUMMY chocolate boxes, which are a sin to eat and of course I am going to eat them soon enough, because that's just the kind of a sinful person I am

- There was a plant. I deeply respect plants and am quite worried I will not be able to keep it alive. But there was a plant. In a very beautiful bag with dots on it.Thank you, Tina :*

- Among other things, I have a new coffee mug, which I am drinking from right now, more notepads which will remain pristine and intacto until I find something very powerful or beautiful to, write in them, so very yummy sounding tea I just might make for a special occasion, and ballons :D Among other things :D

I am such a sucker for prezzies. I safely store all the bags, boxes, wrapping paper and ALL the ornament off the packaging, and keep everything displayed in reach, because this is such an explosion of taste, color, scent and purpose, that is how I like my soul to be. Made of things like these. I suppose, that is why I like birthday parties. They put shape to sense of a person.

Passed out at 9pm last night, so tired from making all the food, so now at 2am, I can't sleep and am thinking about going out to party.. I can hear fun social things happening all around town..

That was a joke.

But the first part is true; I haven't slept much more than five hours a night this summer, so I get bored after too much of it. I would just make photos or write if tomorrow - oops, today - was not the BD party day.. I've developed a discipline not to think about creative things while unable to put them down.

"I met a Cloud Doctor on the way here."

"A what?"

"A man from another village, who claimed to be a Cloud Doctor. He told me the villagers of the place just above the ridge asked him for help. Every spring and every autumn these really low, cumulus puffs roll up the ridge and make for the most beautiful fog sunrises, only now, lately, they haven't been coming in such amount. They wanted to know why. He took into account all the industry, deforestation and whatnot and told them what to do."

"You just made that up!"

"So?"

"LoL. You still can't keep your imagination in check."

"It's a wild horse, you're not supposed to rein it."

Okay, enough of this :D