Post by Phil Royalson on May 1, 2009 16:26:16 GMT -6
Phil grabbed his camera and head out for the mall. People may not realize it but the mall is the best place to get photos taken. Alot of people feel that the mall is the most comfortable surrounding and it is a place where people can just be themselves and not have to worry about anything. He had an assignment to do, catching a moment in time such as jumping in the air, the photographer has a whole 10 seconds to capture the photo before the person hits the ground. He knew the mall would be the perfect place there was so much going on and people were always moving.He drove down the street and stopped at the stop light. He waited for it to turn green then began heading down the road again.He turned down a few streets and then finally reached the mall.He got out of his car and leaned up against his car just seeing if he could catch any moments outside. He watched for a bit and then decided to head inside.
He sat down on one of the nearby benches and decided to just observe people and see what they all were doing and such.He tried to get them in a perfect moment but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't make anything happen.He would just hae to wait. He looked down and saw his cell phone ringing.He picked it up out of his pocket and realized that it was his father. The last person he wanted to talk to right now was his father.He never approved of Phil's dream to do photography but he didn't care he was going to do it anyway no matter what anyone had to say about it.He loved it, he loved the feeling of taking pictures and helping people remember the moments that they will never get back.
He put the camera near his face and began snapping the camera hoping to catch some kind of moment.He wasn't really catching anything, it was beginning to get very fustrating. How was he suppose to get this assignment done if nothing new was happening and if nobody was moving.He was going to have to just stick through but he wasn't going to give up that easy. Just then he saw out of the corner of his eye something drop from the next floor he grabbed his camera and snapped a photo. He knew that wouldn't be a good assignment but it was inspiration and it was there if he got nothing better.
He sat down on one of the nearby benches and decided to just observe people and see what they all were doing and such.He tried to get them in a perfect moment but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't make anything happen.He would just hae to wait. He looked down and saw his cell phone ringing.He picked it up out of his pocket and realized that it was his father. The last person he wanted to talk to right now was his father.He never approved of Phil's dream to do photography but he didn't care he was going to do it anyway no matter what anyone had to say about it.He loved it, he loved the feeling of taking pictures and helping people remember the moments that they will never get back.
He put the camera near his face and began snapping the camera hoping to catch some kind of moment.He wasn't really catching anything, it was beginning to get very fustrating. How was he suppose to get this assignment done if nothing new was happening and if nobody was moving.He was going to have to just stick through but he wasn't going to give up that easy. Just then he saw out of the corner of his eye something drop from the next floor he grabbed his camera and snapped a photo. He knew that wouldn't be a good assignment but it was inspiration and it was there if he got nothing better.