Well..
Saint Creature ..I guess I was in a hurry to think I could learn that language. Well. Let’s just leave it as is.
Before Valentine
One of the first works in the series. I think I’ll publish this as a series on the main blog by Valentine’s Day, but for now…
I love creative evenings when you realize certain ideas in the form of pictures. The initial idea turns into something new. I love Panasonic cameras. They give me the opportunity to show the world through my eyes.
Yesterday I asked myself – “what is your home like?”. As in the case of that composition, it was about the inner world. I thought that I had not yet taken the picture that could show it. Because I think that my home, or inner world – is actually darker than I always thought. But with a ray of light that few people will see.
I am bleeding, but I still smile
Look at me – I remain.
I live in my creativity and with my creativity. Apparently, this is my engine. Apparently, my creativity is not supposed to inspire anyone, excite or anything else. It should leave a feeling of caution. Like – don’t go near him – he’s mad. But go near him – he’s flattering.
Love this
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Today’s gonna be the day you notice..
…Cause I’m tired of explaining what the joke is
…i have dirty secret..
Only I can use the lyrics for something like this))
Study (macro bear bokeh series)
There are two ways to learn anything – either from someone else’s experience or from your own. I’m used to doing it this way because it gives the best results – you already get the skills you’ll use. This is especially true for photography. Read More
Translation complexity
I guess I want more from Czech than from English. Because I understand it in the text, I understand most of what it is about, but I can’t express my thoughts myself. But if the experience with Czech is successful, I think I will take up English along the way. Exclusively for myself. Because…did I decide to blog in it for nothing? Haha…
I don’t think this path will be an easy walk. Especially for me. But if I learned those damn military duties that I didn’t like at all, wouldn’t I be able to learn something that interests me and will really help me in life? I know that Polish would be easier to learn. And that, in general, the Czech Republic and Poland are similar (from my current point of view) countries, but no. I want to know Czech. And fluently. Understand, speak, think. Doesn’t that make you a person worthy of being called a local?
We cannot choose the country where we are born, but choosing the country where we live is our, exclusively personal, right. And this is the main thing. Leave the tales about “patriotism” to yourself. Tell about it to your authorities, who wipe their feet on the flag of your country…
Inner demons
She doesn’t understand that my creativity is my inner demons. The darker the thoughts of the demons, the darker the creativity. The brighter I become inside, the more I release this creativity outside. No more, no less…
So I guess I got bad company..
I go out of my mind, thinking ’bout what I used to beI got a picture in my head, but it’s not what I like to see…
No Money Art
I think that creativity should be, at least partially, without money at all. And you should understand that it will not help you do something in life, but… you have to do something for it. Sacrifice something.
Creativity not for money is like charity. You give something to the world without demanding anything in return. Is it worth anything? I don’t know…
In my life, I have helped many people without mutual benefit. I have done many things not for money. In the end, it is difficult to say whether it was somehow returned. More likely not. Did I want it to be returned somehow? It is difficult to say. Sometimes you just need support. Not money. Support. But you don’t find it. I like to go to extremes in such moments and go somewhere. So that someone will pretend that it doesn’t matter to them. In fact… in fact, I think it doesn’t matter to these people.
Sometimes more than at other times, I feel that the world has abandoned me. Sometimes it’s harder than other times. In general, with the war around you, you have the feeling that almost everyone has died. There are no sales, no friends, no communication. You are alone with this harsh world. Such are the prospects for happiness and a healthy life…