Sometimes it's better be silent. Sometimes it's just too hard to say it aloud. Sometimes it's hard to be silent. Sometimes it must be said out loud.
Somewhere it's not allowed to say an opinion. Somewhere the silence is just killing you. Somewhere you can say anything but somewhere too many can't say anything aloud.
Now it's written, so it's said. But who can say, who understood it right?
I guess the most difficult thing is to understand and to be understood.
This post is one of my Photography Concept and Styling series that I post once in the month. If you care to see what I've done before you can find them all here.
If you want to be part of this post series, leave a word as a comment to me. I won't publish it. If I make a photo essay of it you'll be informed and mentioned on blog post, when I use your word. But I can't promise that I make an essay of every word I get. This time the word was my own. Sometimes it is.
Thank you!
This post is one of my Photography Concept and Styling series that I post once in the month. If you care to see what I've done before you can find them all here.
If you want to be part of this post series, leave a word as a comment to me. I won't publish it. If I make a photo essay of it you'll be informed and mentioned on blog post, when I use your word. But I can't promise that I make an essay of every word I get. This time the word was my own. Sometimes it is.
Thank you!
xo
Kreetta