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Buying a DSLR Camera doesn’t make you a professional photographer


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Today, you can just log in to your Facebook account to find most of your friends putting a picture of themselves with "their" DSLR camera, or adding a "Photography" album, and it even reaches the limit when they put on their status “Photographing”. It is a bit fine till that part, but it freaks me out when things go out of control and people start believing in their so called "talent", which they clearly don't have! Then everyone starts making a fan page for themselves. So are they looking for fame, money, or just want to tell their friends that they have got a DSLR Camera? Until now, I cannot really decide.
Funny Fact:
There is a photographing contest on Facebook for portraits pictures, so I just clicked on view photos to be surprised that some people uploaded pictures for Landscapes, and others had edited their photos through funny online photo editing websites.
This is like ruining the photographing career. If I were Canon, I would have retired. And If I were Nikon, I would have committed a suicide. 
Back to our point, I can admit that there are some people who are really talented and could be good photographers, but what about their friends? 
It is not bad to try something, but it is awful when you convince yourself that you are good at something while you are really screwing it up. You really waste your parent’s money on the camera because a good photographer takes pictures manually and does not just rely on the camera's automatic settings. You could do something better, you could let a real professional photographer take some photos and then upload them as yours. At least you are not making fun of yourself because they won’t be bad, but it will be serious problem when people know that they aren’t really yours. This time things will grow bigger, and your facebook account will be reported.
After the world admitted to you that you aren’t a good photographer, now go and put your status as “I am not a professional photographer anymore, I was deceived by the camera’s price as I thought it would make me one.” Because if you really tried taking a photographing courses and started studying the options you will be dying to sell your camera and get your money back.
Nevertheless, there are still enough good young photographers who do really have the talent of taking beautiful photos and capturing catchy moments. If you are interested in it, you can take courses, decide what pictures you love to take, get the right camera choice then fill the sky with your camera's flashlight sparks

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