Be comfortable being uncomfortableI was one of those people who were afraid to dream big.I am sure this is a feeling that my fellow readers share with from time to time (if not all the time). Born in a small town in a developing country did funny things to my confidence and self esteem when I was growing up. It seems that life conveniently places roadblocks and detours along the path of my dreams. When I was a toddler, I wanted to be a fighter jet pilot. Only to realise that we don't even make our own airplanes! When I was in high school, I like to doodle and draw comics on the pages of my notebooks. Fellow students love them till my home room teacher found out about my secret doodling time one day. He tore up my book in front of everyone and that killed my comic artist dream instantly. Despite that, my dream to be a creative was too big to ignore and I insisted on doing arts and design after I graduated. Even then, the product of my upbringing still defeats me every now and then. Whenever I see great works by fellow
Model: Eve Beauregard (www.facebook.com/EveeBeau)
Venue: The Strand, Sydney
F&V Ring Light used to light up subject from above camera left.