”There is something instinctive about the moment you choose to ‘take’ a photograph,” he once explained. ”It’s not the result of thought or reflection. The strength of the composition is always born of the instant of the decision. It reminds me of archery. There is the tension of the bow and the free flight of the arrow.”
Photo and quote by Edouard Boubat.
So at a party yesterday, I got to hang out with some pretty great people, including this one girl Mackenzie. Never got her last name, just that she goes to a school near mine and that she has a Tumblr and such. Long story short, she left her sunglasses at the party, and now I feel obligated to give them back to her so I can talk to her again.
So please, if you don’t mind, please reblog this so maybe eventually she’ll see this again and I can give her her glasses. So yeah, Mackenzie, remember me, Max?
HOLY FUCK IT’S LIKE TUMBLR CINDERELLA
THE GOOD PEOPLE OF TUMBLR WILL BE YOUR FAIRY GODPERSONS.
