It is better to do something than nothing.

     How do I know what to do when I don't  know what to do? Lately the motivation center of my brain has had the flu. If i don't know what I want to do I tend to do nothing but watch TV and eat. Not a good combination! I have come to the conclusion that I should at the very least get out of my apartment when this happens. Sometimes I think I have ADD. I know this is unlikely and a cop-out but it feels/makes sense.  my auto response to things that I can stay focused long enough to get things done so why start. there is a reason I typed this status. I felt that I needed to accomplish something but couldn't even think of a blog post so I decided to do something rather than nothing. Interest and passion seem to come at random in appropriate times. My desire is to harness these interests and develop them into something I can celebrate but that seems hard to do right now. Maybe it just takes practice. So I better do something before there is nothing left.

Home is where the art is...

     Suffice it to say this post came entirely to close to being corny, sentimental, and downright mushy. I have spared you from this. I will how ever leave you with the abstracts of my passionate post.

Art

[ahrt]

-noun

the quality, production, expression, or realm, according to aesthetic principles, of what is beautiful, appealing, or of more than ordinary significance.

Home

[hohm]

-noun

the place in which one's domestic affections are centered.

This song encompasses my current mental state, my longing for companionship, my increasing homesickness, and ultimately my thoughts on the family as an existential piece of art.

P.S. This is not off topic. This post has everything to do with the mission of the blog.

Old Camera, New mistakes

 I decided to pull out my dad's old camera for a bit of photo "phun", if you will. I've been in possession of this camera for awhile but never felt like I owned it. My Chicago move prompted me to explore and what better to explore with than an awesome hand-me-down camera and a grand sense of adventure. somewhere along the way I got over zealous. The excitement of new places and the ever growing desire to create "pretty moments" caused me to devour 3 rolls of 35mm film. Count them 3! I then came down from my photo-phile high and wondered what I had done. As my best friend so bluntly yet astutely asked, "shouldn't you have started with one roll to see how it turns out?" Well, here is how it turned out. Those 3 epic rolls of film produced a whopping 5 decent pictures. Here they are...

Although my camera is obviously in need of a helping hand, my spirit is not broken. Bruised as my ego may be, I would love Chicago to lend me its character and beauty again in the future. 

The quote that started it all...

"Now for the first time I think there might be a way."

      This quote is from a book called The Giver. During my "younger days" this was one of those books that I read for school, but it took on a life its own in my psyche. I don't read much but this book is definitely one of my favorites. It dips into the fantasy genre that I enjoy but also I think that this book helped to anchor much of what runs my thoughts and emotions. If you haven't read this book, do so. If you have hopefully it is a book that you will rediscover and even share with others.

      Stay tuned for what's next. Even I don't know; Excitement comes from the unknown.