This is my self-portrait.
This is the middle and is the middle of the flower cycle.
This is the end of the flower cycle and it represents the cycle of life.
I am trying to portray hope, and how even thought it might be hard there is always hope. The sound of people talking filled the air. I felt the wind blowing against by face. I felt the sun.
I was thinking that this represents the idea that every person has their own ideas and points of views on things.
My social issue is about bulling. my idea for a photo is that i will have someone looking down and someone looking up with text saying "puling someone down will never help you bring you up."