Passion AC
It is really amazing how sometimes, its the things we underestimates the most that winds up being the things that touches us the most. With this, I am refering to Passion AC. Being an usher on the behalf of council, I did not initially really view Passion AC as anything more as a normal duty. It was supposed to be just like ACJC idol, slightly draggy and "entertainin" at the same time. I was also taking photos with my dad's new DSLR on the behalf of the Adhoc. Honestly I didn't think much of it.
Ushering was really normal I must admit. Although having the dual-up my role as a photographer in between my ushering was a mad juggle ( I was about to pop while I had to anticipate Rev.Barnabus' arrival), ushering was fairly easy as compared to assignments earlier in my term. What was truly eye-opening was my photography experience.
Passion AC, was supposed to be an experience to touch the hearts of ACsians. It was supposed to bring light to those present and for them to pass on the flame of passion. Even though I was a photographer, indifferent to the crowd, Passion AC did its work in an profound unexpected way.
I HAVE to admit, PAsison AC was my most difficult photographic session. ever. Period. I have always been used taking photos during the day, in the open, where the sun gleamed into the picture in an abundant flush. Passion AC was in held in the hall, the dim lightings and other factors made the DSLR's auto focus functions go hay-wire. Three Quarters of my photos were in blur and many more simply "illiterately" profounding. This was perhaps not only due to the challenging nature of the task but also the incompatability of my tally lense to the dark hall.
In the midst of my frustation, this guy. this other photographer, Alwyn gave me a tip that my lense was not suited to the event. Ironically, I brushed off the comment, thinking it was snobbery act. haha. Later on, as I got more and more insane (yes, I was), Alwyn returned with this HUGE lense in his arms, passed it to me and just said 'try it'. Short simple words. I was shocked. so I did. AND MY... it had an internal stabiliser and stuff (things I dont know) that gave my shots so much more clarity. Soon, another photographer, a J1 kid called Keith from the AC photographic society came up to me and lent HIS lense to me too! That lense helped me capture the dark images of altar-call. so why blog this? just a public-seemingly-sincere "thank you"?
Passion AC was about the love of God that transcends to man, it was about the passion of the spirit was was passed on from one to anther. I did not sit back and watch the concert, but that was what I experienced, first-hand. Alwyn had nothing to gain from lending me that lense, and yet he did, out of kindness and that lit up a flame of awareness in me. What was more remarkable was how keith, seeing what happened, took the initiative to pass on the act of kindness. The fire spreading around the crowd came to me in an unsuspecting way too. I noticed another thing that God has placed in perspective to me. Alywn is my senior, Keith in my junior. I am learning from both a senior and junior, connecting to them in a simple action of sharing the lenses and advices.
Passion AC. You did you work. Thank you God for the crazy wild roller-coaster ride I went through. Thank You GOD. : )
Ushering was really normal I must admit. Although having the dual-up my role as a photographer in between my ushering was a mad juggle ( I was about to pop while I had to anticipate Rev.Barnabus' arrival), ushering was fairly easy as compared to assignments earlier in my term. What was truly eye-opening was my photography experience.
Passion AC, was supposed to be an experience to touch the hearts of ACsians. It was supposed to bring light to those present and for them to pass on the flame of passion. Even though I was a photographer, indifferent to the crowd, Passion AC did its work in an profound unexpected way.
I HAVE to admit, PAsison AC was my most difficult photographic session. ever. Period. I have always been used taking photos during the day, in the open, where the sun gleamed into the picture in an abundant flush. Passion AC was in held in the hall, the dim lightings and other factors made the DSLR's auto focus functions go hay-wire. Three Quarters of my photos were in blur and many more simply "illiterately" profounding. This was perhaps not only due to the challenging nature of the task but also the incompatability of my tally lense to the dark hall.
In the midst of my frustation, this guy. this other photographer, Alwyn gave me a tip that my lense was not suited to the event. Ironically, I brushed off the comment, thinking it was snobbery act. haha. Later on, as I got more and more insane (yes, I was), Alwyn returned with this HUGE lense in his arms, passed it to me and just said 'try it'. Short simple words. I was shocked. so I did. AND MY... it had an internal stabiliser and stuff (things I dont know) that gave my shots so much more clarity. Soon, another photographer, a J1 kid called Keith from the AC photographic society came up to me and lent HIS lense to me too! That lense helped me capture the dark images of altar-call. so why blog this? just a public-seemingly-sincere "thank you"?
Passion AC was about the love of God that transcends to man, it was about the passion of the spirit was was passed on from one to anther. I did not sit back and watch the concert, but that was what I experienced, first-hand. Alwyn had nothing to gain from lending me that lense, and yet he did, out of kindness and that lit up a flame of awareness in me. What was more remarkable was how keith, seeing what happened, took the initiative to pass on the act of kindness. The fire spreading around the crowd came to me in an unsuspecting way too. I noticed another thing that God has placed in perspective to me. Alywn is my senior, Keith in my junior. I am learning from both a senior and junior, connecting to them in a simple action of sharing the lenses and advices.
Passion AC. You did you work. Thank you God for the crazy wild roller-coaster ride I went through. Thank You GOD. : )
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