Photographs have always been amazingly powerful inspirations to me. What I love most about them is that they let you choose how much you want to be moved by them… Actually thats the case with almost every form of art, what makes photographs more special is that the more you listen the more secretive it is.

I have been following the Explore page of Flickr for the past few days and its unexplainable how looking at creations by people across the globe has affected me. There is so much ideas flowing thru that portal each day that its overwhelming. You can look at those photos for hours and still be afraid to close the browser, just coz you might miss something wonderful…

Every frozen moment carries with it a story. The story of how that moment came to being and the magic of how that moment was captured forever. Sometimes I think about the subjects of those photos and wonder about the circumstances that bought that moment together, then again I wonder sometimes about the person behind the camera…

What appeals to me most about the art is that its hard to walk away from it. You can see a book and ignore it coz its too big, or read the first verse of a poem and walk away telling yourself that its too complicated… But with a photo you just have to give it a second, a second to register… thats it.

I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me… but it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life… You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.

-American Beauty(Last lines)