People find many ways to express their inner world. Some write novels; others paint, perform, or debate; still others design elegant solutions to complex mathematical problems. How do you express your inner world, and how does the world around you respond?
Dabbling with Photoshop, I feel like a young child dipping his fingers capriciously into buckets of paint. Using Photoshop, my eyes are ocean blue, and my hair dye a fiery red; I can be anything. Looking at my modified self, I decide that such changes remained fantasies for good reasons; my mom is right. On bad days, physical modifications helps me relieve stress. On good days, I prefer to engage in more complex projects. Once, I created a "Moby Dick: The Movie" poster for English class. Though far from perfect, the poster was a work among the few that I was confident in. Not only did the poster gives me joy in the process, it also showcase my inner creativity to my teacher, who must have had to grade many "stick figures" posters already.
With Photoshop, I can translate myself into a visual representation showcasing my talents, oddities, or even idiocy, aspects that are not transparent because of my quiet exterior. I love the endless possibilities that lie within Photoshop; every turns and tweaks will result in something new, something unexpected. Above all, I love the sweet savor from watching others' shocked reactions when they see a picture of me fire breathing or doing unbelievably outrageous things. Once a thought, an idea, or a dream become materialize in some form of expression, I believe I can do anything. The images I create represent myself, a ticking time bomb waiting for the right moments to burst and perhaps transform those fantasies into reality.
Any comments will be much appreciate. Thanks
Critique mine, and I'll return the favor. You know I do :P
Dabbling with Photoshop, I feel like a young child dipping his fingers capriciously into buckets of paint. Using Photoshop, my eyes are ocean blue, and my hair dye a fiery red; I can be anything. Looking at my modified self, I decide that such changes remained fantasies for good reasons; my mom is right. On bad days, physical modifications helps me relieve stress. On good days, I prefer to engage in more complex projects. Once, I created a "Moby Dick: The Movie" poster for English class. Though far from perfect, the poster was a work among the few that I was confident in. Not only did the poster gives me joy in the process, it also showcase my inner creativity to my teacher, who must have had to grade many "stick figures" posters already.
With Photoshop, I can translate myself into a visual representation showcasing my talents, oddities, or even idiocy, aspects that are not transparent because of my quiet exterior. I love the endless possibilities that lie within Photoshop; every turns and tweaks will result in something new, something unexpected. Above all, I love the sweet savor from watching others' shocked reactions when they see a picture of me fire breathing or doing unbelievably outrageous things. Once a thought, an idea, or a dream become materialize in some form of expression, I believe I can do anything. The images I create represent myself, a ticking time bomb waiting for the right moments to burst and perhaps transform those fantasies into reality.
Any comments will be much appreciate. Thanks
Critique mine, and I'll return the favor. You know I do :P