Every. Time.
EVERY.SINGLE.TIME.
EVERY.SINGLE.MOTHER.FUCKING.TIME. <3
ALWAYS
January 2011
291 posts
And I know even as I typed that, I felt like this elitist hipster living in Williamsburg who likes to drip cum onto a canvas to make a work that encompasses “the temporary nirvana of an orgasm while also making a social commentary on the willingness of man to survive”. But thats not the point that i’m trying to get across.
I just can’t deal with people who don’t understand that I’m taking a picture at 2 am for no reason other than me wanting to take a picture. Its not homework for school, it’s not a project, it’s not for a newspaper or a magazine, or for family scrapbook, or for flaunting on facebook.
This has always bothered me, but it recently came back to me when I was being interrogated by the cop who pulled me and my friend over. Unsatisfied with the “excuse” of us wandering around a neighborhood at 2 am, he kept repeating “its just weird to me, why would you be out taking pictures at 2 am? 2 pm maybe, but 2 am is just weird to me. I don’t understand it”.
Well you know what? I think it’s weird that you don’t understand it. I think its weird that everything has to have an ulterior motive for people. And maybe I don’t go around taking pictures at 2 pm because then I have to deal with bored housewives eyeing me through the windows as if I’m taking nude pictures of their stupid kids.
It’s not even just the cop. I feel like so many people just dont GET it. They don’t get why I would want to take a picture of their house. Like, once when I was taking a picture for my 365 series, my brother asked me what I was doing, and couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that I wasn’t shooting for homework. I was just shooting to get an image.
This.
Yeah
it’s great.
LITTLE BIG PLANET TWO!!!!!!!
