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Check out the rad barn in Oliver Springs
There are more pictures of this barn at the picture page.
I think I've been bitten by the photography bug. I'm not sure when this happened or where. Lately I have found myself taking pictures of almost everything, as well as looking at everyone else's photography.

I am afraid. I'm not sure what the psychological word for it is, but I know there is one. You see, when I find something new, like a new skill, I want to do the best at it. It's like an insane competition with myself to do the best that I possibly can in the quickest amount of time. However, when I have felt that I have reached that point. I completely lose interest. Don't get me wrong. I don't think that I am the 'best' in anything. But take for instance drawing. For six months I did nothing else but draw and draw. I kept getting better each week and then I felt I reached this point that my skill started to flatten out. This may or may not be the case, but I quickly lost interest. That doesn't mean I don't draw, I'm just not 'obsessed' with it like I used to be.

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  1. K2:06 PM

    I think you're quite talented. You have a good eye for what is interesting and it shows in your pictures.

    I'm also quite jealous because I'm really lacking in an eye for good composition, and feel like I somehow missing the photography gene.



    I should ask F he might know the word (all words have drained out of my head lately) but I believe this happens a lot as a smart kid complex. What's more frustrating is when you realize you can't be the best at something, this is what grad school was all about.

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  2. K2:11 PM

    Also, you might like looking at the pictures of Special.


    Additionally, you can declare your Flickr account to be an easy to type address.
    Go to: http://flickr.com/account/
    And then do whatever the "Your Flickr webpage" part tells you to do...

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