My lenses hurt my eyes a lot.. the ones on my glasses that is. They sort of make everything too bright and sharp. And even though I have to wear them to drive, they make me so freaked out that I often start screaming behind the wheel.
I sat there with the camera in front of my face, twisting and turning the dials on my lens trying to find the perfect balance of focus to see the gleam in his eye clearly, just a perfect focus on his beautiful smile. I kept fiddling right up until everything came clear, and as I looked at the boy I loved through the camera lens I nearly started crying. For I knew this picture would have to get me through weeks of not seeing him. With the help of a lens, I captured everything I would want to remember of seeing him, and that is what gets me by.
Miki
Through the lens of my camera I could see his smiling face. Not quite looking at me yet I know that it was a response to what I had said. The most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and it was all captured through a lens, a moment frozen in time that I will never forget.
Kendra
a viewfinder to the world, it’s my eye that sees you through the tinted glass. This glass, this lens, is so clean and pristine, it’s definition sharp, the wonder of the world in my hands.
“Click” went the lens of his camera. He got the money shot. He had captured Mrs. Williams with her boy toy and the proof of her infidelity will pay for his rent this month.
ugh, this makes me think of glasses and how i hate having to wear them. I wish i could get eye surgery, but the thought of lazers in my eyes really freaks me out, i mean, what if they start going haywire and then my eyes are screwed forever. at least with glasses and lens i can see the world for what it is and not what everyone wants it to be.
krista
Through it I see the world go by
Snap and click
I hear the camera speak to me
hgrant
“He sees things… through a different lens, that’s all.” Sometimes it comes out more defensively than she intends it to.
He blinked his eyes and focused on the dot. It jumped to the left, right and finally dissapeared into the wall. There was an indentation. He moved in closer and placed his finger on it. He could see a bit of light
gray8
I look at the different frames. Some I like. Some I don’t. But I suppose that it’s not what’s on the perimeter that matters, it’s the lens.
I look at the different frames. Some I like. Some I don’t. But I suppose it doesn’t matter what’s on the perimeter, it’s the lens that counts.
Glorianna
lens is not a popular word around here. wait, i wanted to say, its not used very often by people. we have some photographers around here who use it all the time, but for us normal folks, its just another expression. we dont use it very often.
yannick
filthy smoke appeared and I wondered if It was because the director chainsmoked thoughout the entire shot. After a while we covered our mouths and went outside to take big gasps of fresh air. Shit, it was so cold outside!
g
That tiny lens, sending that single ray of light.
It’s like the holocaust… everyone, everywhere, just falling left and right..
Oh God, I can’t believe this, how could a human do this?!
They were told to be kind, in ant school!!!
GAHH!! IT’S GETTING CLOSER!!
can you see through my lens? are my lens dirty? has my vision been messed with? is the world not really as i see it through my lens? are your lens different then mine? are all the colors the same shade to both of us through different lens?
A lens to the past opened up in her life. An old friend at the supermarket sent her reeling back to a time and place she hadn’t know for year…it was a warm feeling; she felt bliss, nostalgia, and pain all at the same time.
They are around me all the time. My well off friends who buy expensive cameras and take vaguely artistic pictures. Micro lens, Macro lens, fisheye lens
lens of a camera peering down on a little white rabbit crouched over a log in the woods, where a nature photographer comes to find himself, and also define his career, control his income of cash and heart. the woods are where the mind and soul live
c. marie
Ah the lens of my camera. Beautiful. I love taking photos of everything, mostly scenic things, and people, too. I have a 55mm lens that came with my Canon Rebel SLR XS, though I’m planning to get a bigger macro lens.
We see life through a filter; a lens which refracts and diffuses the world around us. Has anyone ever seen the world as it is?
Our past shapes our experiences, which then become the past and go on to shape our futures. The only things we see are things we already know.
Jay
There were lenses hidden in the eyes. They could see everything I’ve done, and they’ll see everything I do. I should be ashamed, but instead I’m invigorated.
lens think about that for a second. Are we talking about eye lens or possibly the lens of a pair of glasses. Either way we are discussing a topic regarding vision.
David
1 or 2. 1. 1 or 2. 2. good good. the eye doctor mutters. looks as though you’ll need new lenses for those glasses, you are steadily going blind. good good. for you, I say.
My lens are quite dirty.
I wish I could see through them.
But really, does it matter?
You’re not in front of me.. you’re not.
I don’t want to see if it’s not you I’m seeing.
I don’t want to breathe if it’s not you I’m breathing in.
I just wish you were with me.
I love you.
Can you see that?
Astrid
Lens are in glasses. I used to wear glasses but then i switched to contact cause i hated being made fun of and stuff so i pursuaded my mom to let me get contacts which are pretty cool
Antoinette
Like a lion approaching its prey in the tall grasses of the Savannah, she awaited the perfect opportunity. She had a new tool in her arsenal, a long range lens that she hoped would help her capture those glorious moments that otherwise became a blur on the page and in their memories. Slowly she raised her camera. Click.
Heather
glasses i have sum they r brown and green man i have 2 crap but uh glasses monacle i guess idk
poofoo
my lenses are far from me. they were lift in the hospital. or outside it. i must get new ones
jef
When my heart hurts and I cannot see for the tears, I look through a different lens, and live one moment at a time…
glasses are fucking ugly, except Brenden’s hot as fuck, man he’s fucking awesome. I think I’m falling… True love is always complicated, free and easy is overrated.
Sarah
a lens is great. do i spell it lense or lens? do they mean the same? who knows. i know that i don’t know. why is this? how would i know, i don’t even use capital letters.
this is pretty much all i have to say on the subject. shame that.
dan j
I was walking around the park. And my lens fell out of my glasses. An old man picked them up and poped them back in my glasses and said here you go miss. I said thank you and went on with my life. People who do good things for people are the people to talk to. Do onto others.
seeing through a different perspective. altering the outside world. defining.
Looking at the world through a tiny peep hole. Capturing a moment in time or inexplicable beauty.
My lenses hurt my eyes a lot.. the ones on my glasses that is. They sort of make everything too bright and sharp. And even though I have to wear them to drive, they make me so freaked out that I often start screaming behind the wheel.
He was exposed, standing in front of her. This wasn’t something she had experienced in high-school.
Flustered, she held her Nikon up her her nose, and pressed the button down hard. Again, again. Her hands were shaking.
The model turned to dress, and all she could do was stare. She could barely hear her lens cap fall to the floor.
I sat there with the camera in front of my face, twisting and turning the dials on my lens trying to find the perfect balance of focus to see the gleam in his eye clearly, just a perfect focus on his beautiful smile. I kept fiddling right up until everything came clear, and as I looked at the boy I loved through the camera lens I nearly started crying. For I knew this picture would have to get me through weeks of not seeing him. With the help of a lens, I captured everything I would want to remember of seeing him, and that is what gets me by.
Through the lens of my camera I could see his smiling face. Not quite looking at me yet I know that it was a response to what I had said. The most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and it was all captured through a lens, a moment frozen in time that I will never forget.
a viewfinder to the world, it’s my eye that sees you through the tinted glass. This glass, this lens, is so clean and pristine, it’s definition sharp, the wonder of the world in my hands.
Oh, how I love thee, my beautiful Nikon D90.
“Click” went the lens of his camera. He got the money shot. He had captured Mrs. Williams with her boy toy and the proof of her infidelity will pay for his rent this month.
ugh, this makes me think of glasses and how i hate having to wear them. I wish i could get eye surgery, but the thought of lazers in my eyes really freaks me out, i mean, what if they start going haywire and then my eyes are screwed forever. at least with glasses and lens i can see the world for what it is and not what everyone wants it to be.
Through it I see the world go by
Snap and click
I hear the camera speak to me
“He sees things… through a different lens, that’s all.” Sometimes it comes out more defensively than she intends it to.
He blinked his eyes and focused on the dot. It jumped to the left, right and finally dissapeared into the wall. There was an indentation. He moved in closer and placed his finger on it. He could see a bit of light
I look at the different frames. Some I like. Some I don’t. But I suppose that it’s not what’s on the perimeter that matters, it’s the lens.
glasses contact lenses. photography art melly and raye raye camera lens photos of mountains and landscaping
the word i see
is seen by means of my lens
all that i can say
is just a point of view
is there anything always true?
I look at the different frames. Some I like. Some I don’t. But I suppose it doesn’t matter what’s on the perimeter, it’s the lens that counts.
lens is not a popular word around here. wait, i wanted to say, its not used very often by people. we have some photographers around here who use it all the time, but for us normal folks, its just another expression. we dont use it very often.
filthy smoke appeared and I wondered if It was because the director chainsmoked thoughout the entire shot. After a while we covered our mouths and went outside to take big gasps of fresh air. Shit, it was so cold outside!
That tiny lens, sending that single ray of light.
It’s like the holocaust… everyone, everywhere, just falling left and right..
Oh God, I can’t believe this, how could a human do this?!
They were told to be kind, in ant school!!!
GAHH!! IT’S GETTING CLOSER!!
can you see through my lens? are my lens dirty? has my vision been messed with? is the world not really as i see it through my lens? are your lens different then mine? are all the colors the same shade to both of us through different lens?
When she looked through it, everything was suddenly different. Colors, the perception of everything around her. It had a new meaning.
A lens to the past opened up in her life. An old friend at the supermarket sent her reeling back to a time and place she hadn’t know for year…it was a warm feeling; she felt bliss, nostalgia, and pain all at the same time.
life thourough a lens simple, beautiful.
They are around me all the time. My well off friends who buy expensive cameras and take vaguely artistic pictures. Micro lens, Macro lens, fisheye lens
lens of a camera peering down on a little white rabbit crouched over a log in the woods, where a nature photographer comes to find himself, and also define his career, control his income of cash and heart. the woods are where the mind and soul live
Ah the lens of my camera. Beautiful. I love taking photos of everything, mostly scenic things, and people, too. I have a 55mm lens that came with my Canon Rebel SLR XS, though I’m planning to get a bigger macro lens.
What?! I’m blind, I can’t be.
We see life through a filter; a lens which refracts and diffuses the world around us. Has anyone ever seen the world as it is?
Our past shapes our experiences, which then become the past and go on to shape our futures. The only things we see are things we already know.
There were lenses hidden in the eyes. They could see everything I’ve done, and they’ll see everything I do. I should be ashamed, but instead I’m invigorated.
lens think about that for a second. Are we talking about eye lens or possibly the lens of a pair of glasses. Either way we are discussing a topic regarding vision.
1 or 2. 1. 1 or 2. 2. good good. the eye doctor mutters. looks as though you’ll need new lenses for those glasses, you are steadily going blind. good good. for you, I say.
My lens are quite dirty.
I wish I could see through them.
But really, does it matter?
You’re not in front of me.. you’re not.
I don’t want to see if it’s not you I’m seeing.
I don’t want to breathe if it’s not you I’m breathing in.
I just wish you were with me.
I love you.
Can you see that?
Lens are in glasses. I used to wear glasses but then i switched to contact cause i hated being made fun of and stuff so i pursuaded my mom to let me get contacts which are pretty cool
Like a lion approaching its prey in the tall grasses of the Savannah, she awaited the perfect opportunity. She had a new tool in her arsenal, a long range lens that she hoped would help her capture those glorious moments that otherwise became a blur on the page and in their memories. Slowly she raised her camera. Click.
glasses i have sum they r brown and green man i have 2 crap but uh glasses monacle i guess idk
my lenses are far from me. they were lift in the hospital. or outside it. i must get new ones
When my heart hurts and I cannot see for the tears, I look through a different lens, and live one moment at a time…
glasses are fucking ugly, except Brenden’s hot as fuck, man he’s fucking awesome. I think I’m falling… True love is always complicated, free and easy is overrated.
a lens is great. do i spell it lense or lens? do they mean the same? who knows. i know that i don’t know. why is this? how would i know, i don’t even use capital letters.
this is pretty much all i have to say on the subject. shame that.
I was walking around the park. And my lens fell out of my glasses. An old man picked them up and poped them back in my glasses and said here you go miss. I said thank you and went on with my life. People who do good things for people are the people to talk to. Do onto others.