Many beautiful photos are just beautiful,but do not carry much meaning.It is just like beautifully decorated food at the hotel but its tastes like normal meal at roadside stall.Ten years has gone by since I bought my first DSLR camera.With a new toy,I shoot almost anything I like that look nice.As the years went by,I began to take better photos and look nicer.When wisdom creeps in slowly,I am now more interested to get photos with meaning to me personally and to the society in general.
The world famous professional photographer has this to say in her new year 2017 resolution:
Take photographs that bring you joys,work on projects that are uplifting and give back to those who matter to you.
The world famous professional photographer has this to say in her new year 2017 resolution:
Take photographs that bring you joys,work on projects that are uplifting and give back to those who matter to you.
And that was what I was doing in the last two years.It does not matter whether I get 10 likes or 100 likes at my facebook.What matters more is I am enjoying my personal journey in the world of photography.
However,I do make use of my photos to convey some messages that matters to me-in my Facebook and in my blog.
One of my hobbies is cycling.I know the fun and the joys of cycling.Cycling on a flooded trail is a special event.And I love it.Here is my shot of my fellow rider when we did Putrajaya Wetland Ride many years ago..Scary,hard pedalling but great fun.
One of my hobbies is cycling.I know the fun and the joys of cycling.Cycling on a flooded trail is a special event.And I love it.Here is my shot of my fellow rider when we did Putrajaya Wetland Ride many years ago..Scary,hard pedalling but great fun.
When I got my first DSLR,I began to take photos in Bachok.This is my personal photo project entitled BACHOK IS BEAUTIFUL.
This is Zuhayr Adib ,my first grandson.-4 years old.He was smiling from ear to ear enjoying his first train ride to KLIA.Lucky boy.My first train ride was when I was 13 years from Palekbang to KL to Tanjung Malim in January,1965.
Street Photography is new to me.I am still exploring it at my own pace-since three years ago.Whenever,I found a nice place to take photos,I just wait like an angler for the fish to bite.Expect nothing,whatever shot I get is a gift.I am grateful to be given a chance to shoot this image.A sight to behold!
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