High Dynamic Range.

High Dynamic Range, or HDR, is one of my favorite types of photography. It is an interesting process to achieve this look, something I have yet to accomplish, but will one of these days. You can either take one image, or a series in different exposures (over and under exposed) and combine them for a very unique type of picture. It also requires (to look legit and not Picniked) software that costs money that I don’t have. Anyway, by combining the different exposures, you end up with images as such:

I actually have a very good friend of mine who is working on perfecting his skills. He’s just now playing with HDR and is already phenomenal. He makes me wish I had actually gone to school for photography, not just taken one class. I admire him, look up to him. One day I aspire to have works as great as his (in general, not only the HDR). I have yet to ask his permission for reposting his work, but keep your fingers crossed he’ll be happy his work is getting exposure.

If you’re interested in learning more about HDR, I definitely recommend checking out Stuck in Customs. This guy’s work is amazing, and gives a very user friendly tutorial on how to make your own HDR images. Kudos to you, Trey Ratcliff, for your ability to make beautiful artwork.

Writer’s Block.

I realize it’s been over a month since I last wrote, and quite some time passed between that and the one previous. This isn’t a diary, nor is it a news publication. If something inspires me to write, I will spend hours upon hours perfecting my piece until it is exactly what I want you to read. However, lately, my time has been consumed by work, moving, and student loans.

I have not had time to vent, or appeal, or persuade, or object. I have not had time to create, or inspire. I have not had time to anything, really. Something has to change.

Am I a writer? Who’s to say what the boundaries are, or the qualifications that make you a full-blown, legitimate writer? According to Wikipedia, a writer is someone “who produces literary content, including but not limited to stories, poetry, music and other literary art, advertising, procedures, and books.” But I’m writing online. Does that make me a twenty-two year old aspiring writer? What’s the difference between a writer and a blogger? Do I need a degree in creative writing or journalism or any other program they offer before I can truly be a writer?

That’s where I’m stuck. I’m not sure what I am. I continue to wonder why I never went to school for creative things. Not that Intel and Russian aren’t “creative” so to say. K Dubs always said Intel was art. And perhaps it was what I wanted. And now… I feel like I’m back in high school, trying to figure out which college to go to, what I want to do with the rest of my life. I love writing. I would love to continue writing. Poetry, short stories, blogs, you name it. I love it.

So maybe writing is just a passion. A hobby. But maybe it’s a possibility down the road. My opinions and ideas will continue, with the overload of passion in each sentence I write. I feel free when I’m writing. I’m not held back. It’s almost as exhilarating as when I have a sunset, my Nikon, and an empty memory card. There are no boundaries when it comes to my keyboard or my camera.

And I know I’m only twenty-two. I have my entire life ahead of me. My possibilities are endless. I can do anything. But now the question is… Where do I go from here?