at last

the times i shoot (pictures that is), are a constant strain of mutterings under my breath of 'thats not what i want' and 'grrr'-ing because i cannot seem to get the shot i want. sometimes i feel like my brain is too creative for the outside world, because rarely can i achieve what i envision in my head. i paint and paint and paint and i shoot and shoot and shoot and its good, but never the perfection of my imagination. but today, i finally shot a few pictures that i am ecstatic about. i love them.

also i have red hair. sometimes it still shocks me. we call it ginger love. 

taken by my lovely jace