I want to be honest, for the last 10 months those who are close to me might have seen a slight deterioration in my passion towards making a difference with the only global language know to man, photography.
It started when....
A professor asked me one day if I was sure I wanted to pursue a career in photojournalism, he said he didn't know if I was cut out for this profession, maybe I would be happier with a different life. That was a year ago, since then I have had some friends get married, have kids, go to prison, and some have even died. I just kept asking myself what do I want in life.
I just finnished a three month west coast tour though Washington, Oregon and Califonia with a band called Still Time, and it was a once and a lifetime expierience that taught me more than I thought possible. It was what I needed at the time, though I didn't know it. While on the tour though I was asked two questions that have been serried into my head, one was; (1) What am I afraid of? (2)What do I have to do to get where I want to be? Simple questions right, until someone looks you in the eye while asking you. Btw thanks guys.
I wasn't going to enter the CPOY this year because I had seriously considered just taking my professors suggestion and staring a new life, one not related to photojournalism. But what am I afraid of? So I'm going to put my work out there, network, network, network, and appriciate the art of life.
"Much like your fingerprint there's only one person who sees like you and thats you."
-Tim Gruber
"I told her I was a Fraud, that it didn't really feel like my life, that sometimes when I tripped the shutter, half of me wasn't there." -Hin Chua
"Just live, find a way to populate the empty spaces. Lose yourself in something."
Some of my CPOY entrees

