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Outliers

Finally checked out the VOOM! Portraits and Doubleness photography exhibitions at the Singapore Museum. Got sort of lucky as the place is having an Open House promotion and entry was free.

Dropped by the bookstore and picked up Outliers, a book by Malcolm Gladwell - the result of a random series of events. The synopsis of the book goes like this:

Why do some people succeed far more than others? There is a story that is usually told about extremely successful people, a story about intelligence and ambition. Malcolm Gladwell argues that the true story of success is very different, and that if we want to understand how and why some people thrive, we should look around them - at things like their family, their birthplace, even their birth date.

It reads like worthless pop science mumbo jumbo, but the plot thickens. Why would a person's birth date matter? Do a quick google if it piques your interest.

Some finalized shots from last Sunday:

Outfit 1

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Outfit 2

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Random Blah Taiwanese-Style Shots

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Oh, the crazy thing I mentioned earlier is that I bought the 5D II. Old news by now, but it's a sweet piece of gear. The shots of the second outfit were all taken on ISO 1000, and the Taiwanese shots were on 1600 ISO.

And this random event shot at 6400 ISO:

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It's only sinking in after I think about how 800 ISO used to be the max I'd ever use.

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