” Dunno One ” by tgchan ( Sony A6500 + Sony Zeiss 24mm f/1.8 )

There are so many artists… Even more people with all sorts of talents… It scares me… It scares me that there are so many amazing individuals the world does not know about? Why? Why do they have to live a life of an unknown? Why some people, very often less talented, climb the ladder of success while the rest, more deserved of that place, have to live a lesser life? It looks like having a talent and knowing about it is just not enough to be out there. You have to make yourself visible. You can’t be famous or even appreciated if the world doesn’t know about your existence. Death is the last scream your personality makes before it vanishes forever. I mean, even if you get all the ovations you can get, but you are still dead, what is it good for? You either make it on time, or it doesn’t matter… Unless you dream about some fame after your departure to another life. The one thing that scares me even more is not finding your real talent before it’s too late, or ever at all. I am genuinely scared of living my life the wrong way. ” Remember, the saddest thing in life is wasted talent. You could have all the talent in the world, but if you don’t do the right thing, then nothing happens. ” – A Bronx Tale (1993)

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” State Of Cosiness ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + Samyang 8mm F3.5 Fisheye CS II )

” Every place has got a history behind it… Every mark has got its own meaning… but WHAT THE FOCK HAS HAPPENED HERE~?! Oh well, it must have been something if I had taken out my camera and took some shots of it, right? Damn right it is something ~!! It might not be the most cosy place you could have imagined, but I am still in a strong opinion that it is a beautiful and unique view. In a world where everything strives to be perfect, nice and spotless… this stands out and shouts in your face… FUCK YOU AND YOUR PERFECT WORLD MATE~!! And you know what…? I like it. I love it. I just wish I could see and experience every single moment that has scarred this place with its own uniqueness. I would love to feel that anger, hate, love, excitement and everything else that has caused this place to look the way it looks now. It is truly a rare view nowadays… It might not be the prettiest, it doesn’t try to be something it is not, I agree… but it feels real… Real enough to keep you wonder about the rest of the world packed with lies and masks that try to cover your eyes with something that is not really there… So if you ask me, what do I see in this wretched place? My answer would be… Everything that you cannot my dear… because your eyes are not used to see what is real any more. Every single mark is connected to a strong emotional feeling that has occurred at some point in past. It almost feels like a giant raw database, a CD full of music you cannot really hear, a pack of files on a memory stick you cannot read… A secret message that is not to be decoded or understood… merely felt and forgotten… “

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” What A Hole ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + Samyang 8mm F3.5 Fisheye CS II )

” Wow… what a hole… It’s still beautiful, isn’t it? It is quite astonishing, how a place empty like this, can be still so charming. That light coming through broken windows, all small particles lying around and of course… a little bit of human touch, adding plenty of various colours to the mixture. It feels so special to be in such place at proper moment… when everything adds up, makes sense and lives in a perfect harmony. You stand there, being blessed seeing all this, admiring and having a hard time believing that you have made it, you are the one to experience all that in person, you have been chosen. This place also reminds me of my life. It is so interesting, complicated and simple at the same time… Charming, dangerous to itself and everyone else around it. It looks so calm, yet you can almost hear the concrete screaming with anger, disappointment and helplessness. Sadly… it is also hollow and empty… The place with so much space to fill. Unfortunately, it is almost impossible to find anything that will suit its natural beauty. You either change it or leave it empty. I do not want to be neither. I want to find a balance between those two. I want to find a perfect filling to compose with those rotting walls and its natural silent chaos. Is it even possible? Or is it just another dreamed-up fantasy world created in my mind, purely to believe in fairy dust? “

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” Prisoners ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + Samyang 8mm F3.5 Fisheye CS II )

” Do you believe your mind is free? Can you really do what you want in life? Sometimes it feels like my head is going to explode any second… I cannot stop thinking, analysing, calculating odds, looking for patterns and explanations. The train of thoughts is speeding through my mind, leaving nothing but a chaos and disorder behind. I am trying to focus and catch at least one wagon, something I could start with… but they all go so fast, so many of them… I am just standing there and looking at them how they keep passing me by, flickering in front of my eyes, leaving only bits behind… I am trying to pick them up and make sense of it, but it is just not enough. So I stand up and keep looking at them again, hoping that some bigger chunk will fall out eventually, something that will help me understand. How can you break free from a prison that you cannot see or touch? …but you can still feel it, and you know it’s there, real… like anything else you are experiencing in the physical world. The prison that nobody else can help you out from. The place that exist only in your mind, yet… so sophisticated and efficient at keeping you away from being truly alive. I have managed to escape from a typical life. Nothing really have me in its grip. Money, love, career etc. I am beyond the great scheme. I have walked out of the life’s blueprint just to find out, there is nothing out there. I look at it, far away from a distance, in darkness. I can see how it works… People like ants, constantly busy with their little lives… somehow I still envy them. I have been running away from it for so long… now I wish I would never had, I think. How can I go back? Is it even possible? Can I forget what I have seen and know? Do I even really want it? It looks like ignorance is bliss. I have escaped one prison… just to lock myself up in another one. Good job, Chan. You really made it worthwhile… Okay, since going back is not a real option… How can I turn it to my advantage? Why am I having such a problem with exploiting what I know? Why do I want to be a good guy? Am I the good guy? Who are those people? Is it me? Does each one of them represent a possible life I have locked myself away from? I am scared to look left and see how many times I have done that… I am even more frightened to look right, and see how many more times I will do it again… Wait… do I see the light there? “

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” Empty Night ” by tgchan ( Fujifilm X100 BLACK Limited Edition )

” Night… The time when most people are back at home again. Some of them are already sleeping while others are still enjoying free time, together with their families. The windows in apartment blocks are randomly blinking like Christmas tree lights, endlessly creating different patterns. The city looks hollow and lifeless… like it has been abandoned in a great hurry. Maybe one day, it will stay like that forever… “

 

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