” 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)


” 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? “


” The Child’s View ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + SMC Pentax-FA 77mm F1.8 Limited )

Original Street Artist: Anna Matuszewska in association with Galeria Sztuki 58, Radom.

” It is quite fascinating how children’s eyes see the world. It doesn’t matter if they are living in a dream place or just in a poor and grey tenement, their world is still much more colourful than ours. No matter what happens around them, their reality stays pure and innocent. They don’t see things, the way we do. Their lack of sophisticated thinking, and not overthinking things, makes them genuine, frank and transparent in their doings. They don’t worry about the past, the future or even the present… They say and do what they feel and want. Their mind is free, light and focused on the essence of life. They do not limit themselves to the world they are living in, they create their own. The head full of dreams, ideas and a vision that the whole universe is just a giant playground. Unfortunately, somewhere along the way, we start losing this unique ability. Day after day, our mind is getting polluted more and more, our vision blurred and senses mutilated… Soon, we are all stripped-down, left with some single hopes to live on… “


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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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