Saturday, October 11, 2008
Zagga Zow,
CRAZY DAYS
I'm officially half way through my mid term break and I haven't hit a mathematical lick......*sigh* My mid-term is on Tuesday *whoopie* (and I don't mean like Goldberg hahahahahaha) Anyhoo... having such a hectic few weeks life has officially plateaued. Its really nice not having to worry about school... every milli-second of my day. This probably won't last longer than a few days but its a good strain off my brain for a while. My video production teacher wants us to produce 3 more productions before the end of the semester...which is in like two months Thats gonna be tough. Not to mention my weekly photojournalism journal updates as well as Biology and Math. Life *sigh*, it only get crazier I'm using this time to make sure that my seat belt is securely fastened because the next seven weeks are going to be a bumpy ride.
Next Friday will be the first time that our photojournalism class will be going out to take pictures...there's bound to be more hilarious stories to come so no worries. My best friend and I have currently started this blog that keeps people up to date with music, fashion and basically just entertainment.
Stay updated: Check it out at: http://csperspective.blogspot.com/
LAZY WAYS
Its so strange the way that information can manipulate your mind. The more you know the more it influences you without even knowing it. While talking to my best friend the other day about photography in the Bahamas, I finally came to grips with everything my photojournalism teacher has been saying all these weeks. Its like currently there has been a surge in Bahamian commercial photographers. There are hardly any good photojournalists. Looking at American and European photography, it differs so drastically from the Caribbean and us in the Bahamas.
I just don't get it. The commercial photographers have such raw talent but they feel that just because they take "pretty" pictures and people tell them "aw I want you take my pick-chaz" that its all good. But at the end of the day, what are you doing to help your country BESIDES breathing false ideas into young girls minds that they will be anything near a model??? What do your pictures mean? Do they have meaning? Who are you helping?
Too long has Bahamian people been complacent with everything they do. "Aw I'm good at drawing so I'll draw a few things for people to tell me ' boy they hard eh!!" GOD GAVE USE TALENTS use them wisely. Just because you have Bahamian attached to you it doesn't mean that you can't go places in this world.
Its good to foster your creative side or whatever but why not try and further what you're doing? Take a photography class if you're so passionate about what you're doing. Carve out your talent so that you can leave your footprint in the earth when you're gone. Hardly no one will remember a pretty picture but they will remember one that changed the way Bahamian people see things.
Knowledge is Power
Beauty is temporary
Use them both
You'll be legendary
~DSM~
Until next time,
Shandia
Thursday, October 2, 2008
JAOW!!,
If today wasn't the most interesting day... I don't know what was...
So I'm taking this photojournalism class right and we have this project where we have to choose between 5 topics (Health, Education, Government, Religion and Culture) and take a picture to edit in photoshop. All this is good and the likes, until you actually have to go out and take the pictures. So I chose culture and decided to take a trip downtown to a place that is thriving with all things cultural. Sooo I make it to Rawson's Square and there are all these black menacing cars so I took the photo (easy right?! Maybe too easy) So after I took the picture I crossed the street to speak with one of the policemen that was outside in hopes of finding out more information as to why the cars were there. So while I'm gathering information this other police officer comes over and says "You smell nice" I'm like 'weird" and I continue listening to the original police. Then he asks "How old are you?" The questions seemed honest enough so I said "Twenty," and continued my conversation. When I was done he says "You're such a cute 20." I thanked them as quickly and politely as I could to mask my uncomfortableness and left them....I rounded the corner...stopped and thought..."DID THAT GRAND-DADDY POLICE JUST HIT ON ME." *sigh* what is this world coming tooo. But you know what...I've read Cheryl Albury's "Waiting for Love" Stafford ain't gonna have me for no fool..ha
So the rest of the trip was uneventful as it could possibly be until I got around to the back of the warf near Senior Frogs. I have my camera in hand...not on...and just looking around. Then there's these two jounser men near the entrance of Senior frogs...one of them proceeded to stop their conversation, walk over and cuss me out....I was so E-M-B-A-R-A-S-S-E-D! Wow the tourists in the back by the straw market were pointing and looking at me like I was his company. He even called me the B word....and told me that I was a stupid F'n A and that I would not get F'n him.....and he was like following me....SHAMENESS!
After I'd managed to dodge a jounser bullet, I came upon a Jamaian man probably in his late 30's early 40's rowing with a Bahamian woman in her 50's or 60's. H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S! She's so mad and he's trying to get away from her. She tries to get her scissors to stab the man while saying "Ya'll Jamaicans is wan come here....YUNNA too biggity!" They got into a fist grapple...I started to take the picture but the man he stopped when he saw my camera...haha
Anyhoo...for the first time it was kind of a shock to be thrown out in the open unprotected...still It was interesting to have experienced it. I'm going again tomorrow, I'll blog again if anything exciting happens..lol
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