I never was one who could comunicate clearly with words. I have a knack for making simple things more complicated.
Photography is my way of expressing what I feel, think, see, imagine to anyone who has the time to interpret a image or two. I let my images speak for themselves.
I want you to see the way I do.
I want you to dream the way I do.
I want you to smell, taste and imagine things the way I do.
My inspiration is my need to express myself, and help others understand things they might not see any other way. Taking a look at some of the themes that pop up in my gallery, I'd say I've covered a great deal of ground.
However, I still have many frames to shoot before I'm done.
Kinda pissed off, but strangely calm too. I'm transfering over ownership of my website hosting account to Sam.
She wants all this crap, she can have it, along with all the responsibilities that go with it. Not happy that I have to give up my site, but I suppose its a good thing.
I never maintained it properly, anyways, and its less for me to take care of too.
She can also have the bank account, too.
Anywho, I think this is the last place I can post without pissing someone off. Funny how that works. It would have been modblog if someone didn't follow me there. It could have been LJ if someone wasn't there, too.
I hate keeping secrets, but some people take things the wrong way and never give you a chance to explain anything, nor do they seem to even consider your point of view or feelings.
Oh, and I might be here once and awhile, if it keeps me from refreshing the deviantART forum pages like a moron.