Where do I see myself in five years? Collage

Most of the elements I put into this were just speculation, but one of them was a joke. I expect to have a job in ten years. I also expect to have some form of my own family, whether girlfriend or even children. A stable living space is plausible but I may or may not even have a house. I also expect to have a mode of transporation, preferably car.

Food photography and reflection

The top photo was arranged in an interesting way because the lighting was angled so that it didn't overwhelm the photo, with garnishes and the steak cut so it looked more appetizing.

I learned a lot of things from the linked articles on food photography. One of these things were that there are three types of food photography, Packaging, Advertising, and Editorial. The work is created not by an individual, but by a team. I learned that good composition is easy to spot, because you 'know it when you see it.' I also learned that not having good propping or having the right prop can mean the difference between success and failure. Another recommended thing to do is to re-plate the photo, as meat will mar the surface with juices, and cheese will harden and look unappetizing. Using an abundance of natural light, such as sunlight, is highly recommended, as it makes everything look 'better.'  Using a shallow depth of field can create interest in drama. Most forms of food photography depends on the preference of the team or the individual photgrapher.

Senior photos

I don't have a lot of pictures to post about senior year- actually, I don't have any at all, so I'll just post one that I did in this class. And since I'm not actually in class, I'll speak about my entire experience in high school as a double-whammy.

 

I chose this photo for many reasons, specifically because it's one of the only photos I have of my Senior year of high school. But this photo showed me that if I put my mind to something, I could create something new and/or great out of it, and improve upon it. The only person in this photo is me. Because throughout my high school years, ego completely aside, it was only me. I had nobody through my Freshman to Senior year, and it was as if all I needed to survive high school was, in reality, myself. I wish I could give a fairytale story on why high school was so amazing for me, and that I wish I could go back, but it was the exact opposite for me. I made friends that weren't really my friends; I thought people were my friends, when in reality they weren't. They never were. Many times I thought I was not going to make it through, but I did anyways. And I didn't ask for attention by cutting myself either, I was always there, a silent observer, waiting for my chance. I never put myself out there, because I was too afraid that somebody would hurt me. The hearts of teenage kids are so confused and so unstable that they tend to not care who they hurt or don't realize it when they do. Either way, I'd be glad if I never went back to high school, but I did end up meeting some amazing people. Like Ms. Baron and Mrs. Capshaw. Ms. Baron was obviously occasionally frustrated with the class but she never said anything, she always just let everything slide because it's not that she didn't care, she just didn't see the need to get everybody in trouble for something stupid. She always knew what was enough, and when was the time to put her foot down. All in all, she's probably going to end up having a successful career.

At this point I'm just rambling, but I think I've made my point; school sucks, teachers don't, teenagers do.

Sincerely,

Another Student