Ever since getting my first digital camera, I’ve been putting more and more effort into taking good photos. And now, about a year later, I can say that I’d spend hours thinking about the next best shot.
At the beginning of my digicam journey, it looked like vlogging in secrecy – shaky selfies, zoomed-in drinks. I celebrated the fact that I was finally recording things down formally. 2 months later, it was silhouettes of myself. A few months more, I was taking photos of my friends when we went out for brunches and birthday parties. A season later, I became a photography friend. After a school year, I came into the camera lens. I gradually got bolder and bolder. Now, I’d stick my face in the camera. Please take a picture of me! Make sure it’s going to look cunty!
I deeply appreciate my rebellious act against my former shy self that happened subtly over the year – and that I couldn’t even tell my progress until it shocked me a year later. I was craving the camera lens. My eyes thirst for the next unique angle, delectably saturated, crunchy light, one-of-a-kind, memorable photo.
My confident friends inspired me a lot, and the fact that I inspired some also inspired back to me. I found increasing satisfaction in getting beautiful pictures, but not just your usual standing looking pretty with a trendy background. I deeply needed to have a photo that was brimming with motions and life – a photo that could take me right back to the moment that I took it. How did it feel to be in that space? How did the light sit? How did the air move? Where were we and who was me? I want a photo that says all that and more. Something that is culture redefining, even if just 0.0001%
CUNT the word is such a big part of this aesthetic I’m going for. When I think of the type of photos I’m trying to take, I think of CUNT. CUNTY. SERVE CUNT. In tongue, CUNT sounds edgy and freeing. In meaning, CUNT implies a seemingly effortless style, cool and calm as still water, but powerful and packs a punch. In emotion, CUNT could mean anything, everything, or nothing. The photo needn’t connect to the eyes of the beholder. It intrigues. It guts you a little. Make you stare a little longer with wonder and interest. THAT is high level cunt.
May 2024 be filled with high cunt photos and high cunt behaviors!