CAMPUS-COOL VOL.23 x CHORUS OF EXPRESSIONISM

[4-1-11] I come from a generation of individuals who disdain the notion that struggle dictates fortune. A people who want their fortune and want it in the most expedited method possible. A generation overly populated with individuals who desperately wish to seem. Nowadays, a beautiful someone regards themselves as a model, someone in possession of a camera regards themselves as a photographer; the list is endless. With the growth of this behaviour, comes a dramatic depletion in the overall appeal of art and its actual practitioners - artists. We are evolving, yet dissolving. Titles that once held merit now seem mere. All these events have prompted me to denounce these now frivolities and assume one title: the expressionist. I am not a photographer, nor am I poet, nor am I writer, nor am I philosopher, I am an expressionist. I have various means in which I assert my artistic prowess.

-I actually posted these photographs on the day they were taken, but came across them last night and decided to redo it. Different edit, different mood, different message. Peace.

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