Jam de la Creme.

it wasn't professional, it wasn't being asked,




but it was still being a 'photographer.'




left arm doesn't want to work anymore from




carrying a camera which weights almost 5kg,




2nd finger on right hand which got a cut days ago




and done with healing 97% got swollen and blue again from




endless clicking 6 hours straight.








the 'only' photo of myself is taken by 'myself' with a total stranger




who randomly said, "photo! with me!" and






totally gawky. fell in love with a cute drummer, Kit.




i know i know. slap me on my face and ask,




"so, how old are you???" but it's the disadvantage of being a photographer,




standing RIGHT in front of the stage, you just fall in love with the artists.








BUT




it was more than just "fun"




capturing these moments was just so meaningful.




editing is a lot of work, takes long but!(again)




sharing these captured moments will be just.. amazing.













Aug. 2009 a night to remember