Silhouette

A new series of five photos. All taken while on the bus in Romania, I see barren landscapes with the random houses popping out of the ground.

I start to realize how small I am. In my current sickness, sleep deprived hell and highly emotional state, I've managed to look through my Lightroom library and notice how much I haven't posted because I've neglected to see beauty in it. I scroll down in the Develop module and play around with crossprocessing effects, split toning, all that jazz, and I see what I've come out with is beauty striking me in the face, asking me why I hadn't seen it before.

My life is burnt out of excitement. I have been watching my own life so hard that it has become as protected as my early childhood. In my head, I am all that's left in this (read: my) world. Surrealism takes place of the reality I thought I had. Why had I even tried back then, to suppress what I thought was hell. Why didn't I let myself just experience that much, just for the sake of it. Now I complain because everything is bland, and that nobody can see what I see, nobody knows a thing I know. I want excitement now, because I noticed how redundant I am.

These 5 pictures which I proudly dub,"The Silhouettes," deal with the sky, and the interaction of the ground, the world that we know. Hopefully it serves to show that we as humans are only a small part of the world (and possibly beyond.) Enjoy.