It's Always Summertime In My Head.

i'm the girl that was born in summer, but loves to listen to the rain when it drums against her window; the girl who fell in love again and again, and then found the right 'him'; the nineteen year old that wants to be an amazing photographer, but is too scared to pursue her dreams.
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hauntme:

my walk last sunday

just so you know the majority of my photos look like this, and i guess not everyone sees beauty in it

It’s not an obvious beauty, and most people are too busy to look for it.

acc:

hauntme:

my walk last sunday

just so you know the majority of my photos look like this, and i guess not everyone sees beauty in it

It’s not an obvious beauty, and most people are too busy to look for it.

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fuuuuu

frogsandcrowns:

fuck cramps.

and fuck my crazy mood swings.

permalink The Wolf pack from New Moon. These guys are brilliant.

The Wolf pack from New Moon. These guys are brilliant.

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i feel like screaming

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robinredhead:

my lecturer is constantly telling me “anyone could take [my] photographs”, but doesn’t say anything else. how am i supposed to improve when that’s the only thing i get from him; something that makes me feel like crap and demotivates me until i feel like i should be giving up. i try and convince myself that my photographs are for me, but who the hell am i kidding? i need approval, goddamnit. i need someone to gush over my work, and it pisses me off.

it’s the same on here. all i do is reblog other people’s work, rarely commenting unless i’m feeling in the mood. i barely rant or speak my mind anymore, and i’m too scared and angry to post my work on here because nobody likes it. all i do at the moment is look at pictures and skip the writing because it all seems too much effort.

I absolutely hated when teachers would do that.  Or anyone for that matter.  Say something vague and not elaborating, leaving you to wonder what they meant.  Have you asked others for critiques or have you asked him to elaborate?  Sometimes people need to be asked, even if they really should just go further automatically.  From what I have seen of your photos, I like them.  This is Tumblr.  People love cliche shit, and sometimes people just don’t look at posted photographs long enough to actually decide whether or not they like them.  Don’t be scared, this is the internet.

Other people either don’t know how to critique or are too scared to do so. I’ve asked my lecturer to elaborate and expand, and so have a number of other people, but they’re completely useless. Thank you. You really don’t know how much I appreciate it when people actually talk to me, or help me out.

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via robinredhead
I really like this photo.  I like the muted colors, and I like the composition and the way she is looking just above the camera.  I like the way that aside from the middle, she almost fades into the background.  Her facial expression  seems a little bit strained, and I can’t decide if it adds or detracts from the photo, but I just saw her hand on the bottom left and I can’t stop staring at it.  It looks like a skeleton hand, and it completely gives this photo a different feel.  It changes the way that I am looking at it, in terms of the way you used long exposure.  It makes it more ghostly. I like the way that there is movement, even though it isn’t some intense, crazy amount of movement, but there is enough that it keeps your eye moving around and around, picking up on little details, and I like the lines in her arm and her dress.

You’ve really made me smile. My mum’s an awkward model because she doesn’t like her photograph being taken so you have to get her to relax, but sometimes she slips back into being tense. Plus it was bloody freezing that night. We were all shaking so much. But thank you for that. Really.

bigwordsexciteme:

via robinredhead

I really like this photo.  I like the muted colors, and I like the composition and the way she is looking just above the camera.  I like the way that aside from the middle, she almost fades into the background.  Her facial expression  seems a little bit strained, and I can’t decide if it adds or detracts from the photo, but I just saw her hand on the bottom left and I can’t stop staring at it.  It looks like a skeleton hand, and it completely gives this photo a different feel.  It changes the way that I am looking at it, in terms of the way you used long exposure.  It makes it more ghostly. I like the way that there is movement, even though it isn’t some intense, crazy amount of movement, but there is enough that it keeps your eye moving around and around, picking up on little details, and I like the lines in her arm and her dress.

You’ve really made me smile. My mum’s an awkward model because she doesn’t like her photograph being taken so you have to get her to relax, but sometimes she slips back into being tense. Plus it was bloody freezing that night. We were all shaking so much. But thank you for that. Really.

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Devils Tower, Wyoming.

ckck:

Devils Tower, Wyoming.

permalink sweethomestyle, justbesplendidI love the large clock on the wall. I don’t know if it’s real or if it’s painted, but I want to recreate it in my future home.

sweethomestyle, justbesplendid
I love the large clock on the wall. I don’t know if it’s real or if it’s painted, but I want to recreate it in my future home.

permalink I feel like I’m in a slump, but not a good one.

I feel like I’m in a slump, but not a good one.

permalink My friend’s really into photographing cityscapes at the moment, and this reminded me of him. I feel like the person responsible for him taking an interest in photography, and it makes me happy. He lives in Bath. I envy him. I love Bath.

My friend’s really into photographing cityscapes at the moment, and this reminded me of him. I feel like the person responsible for him taking an interest in photography, and it makes me happy. He lives in Bath. I envy him. I love Bath.

permalink I love the fact that an image of red berries always equals winter in my mind.

I love the fact that an image of red berries always equals winter in my mind.

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i feel like screaming

my lecturer is constantly telling me “anyone could take [my] photographs”, but doesn’t say anything else. how am i supposed to improve when that’s the only thing i get from him; something that makes me feel like crap and demotivates me until i feel like i should be giving up. i try and convince myself that my photographs are for me, but who the hell am i kidding? i need approval, goddamnit. i need someone to gush over my work, and it pisses me off.

it’s the same on here. all i do is reblog other people’s work, rarely commenting unless i’m feeling in the mood. i barely rant or speak my mind anymore, and i’m too scared and angry to post my work on here because nobody likes it. all i do at the moment is look at pictures and skip the writing because it all seems too much effort.