Just got out of photography class
Well...I just got out of my first black and white photography class.
It was interesting BUT
we will only get to develop our own photos one time. The rest of the time we are
using film that , when developed, produce slides. The reason our professor
wants us to do this is so we can critique each other's photos over a slide projector.
That is fine with me but I would have also have liked to use the lab several times to develop my OWN photos.
Oh well....
He must know what he is talking about as his photos are sitting on display
in the Smithsonian and the Carnegie Museum as we speak.
So I have homework now. How funny...
It always feels weird to be assigned "homework" these days...
I guess once you hit your 30s...h.w. just seems kind of like a joke considering "living life" is a homework assignment in itself.
Right now I am sitting at the student center and using a computer at Chatham College and
not far from me are 4 boisterous students watching, of all thing, the WWF.
Yes..that's right folks...that fake professional wrestling stuff.
It would not be so bad except they get LOUD !
I am sure it is a good stress release.
So...besides that...I am trying to loose the weight and get back to my original shape.
Every day I feel better and better.
I DID buy those lighter American Spirits and , yes, I know that is
a damn shame considering my chest was hurting Saturday and Sunday.
BUT now that I am back in Pittsburgh I know I will only be smoking 1 or 2 a day PLUS NOW that I know they are not as organic as I thought
I have decided that I will have to =QUIT SMOKING !!
Yes, gasp !!
I now have to admit it = I can't even be the occasional smoker anymore..or can I ???
We shall see what happens.
Other than that...I feel like something is missing in my life.
I think that I really, really MISS Africa despite the fact that there are things in the USA
that I feel I can't do as easily there.
Also I did deal with the good, the bad, and the ugly in Africa...
But -
you know what ?
If you gave me $100,000 RIGHT NOW and told me I could live wherever I wanted..I would take the first flight
out to West Africa...no question about it.
The warmth of the culture there is what I miss most.
For example, right now I would be hanging out
with friends having tea or at some restaurant with about 5 people and sharing food and drink.
Or I'd be at my friend's house with her family having dinner with all her family.
And we would talk and laugh for sevral hours.
I just don't have that here. In America, people are busy and stressed.
Most do not know how to sit with you at a cafe for more than one hour.
I also miss seeing the goats scattered here and there, eating on the side of the streets.
miss hearing the call of the rooster in the AM or hearing chickens, or tam tam drums
or neighbors moving around/arguing/cooking/sweeping...
I miss haggling over the price of cloth/shoes/shampoo etc..at the open market...
and watching sunsets in the evening.
I miss the call of prayer. I miss being able to see all the stars at night.
Damn, I just miss the place.
I have always know since an early age
that this is where I should be living for the rest of my life. I am just happier there overall.
So, on that note, I can only hope I get into grad school so I can work in Africa.
Or else !!!!????
It was interesting BUT
we will only get to develop our own photos one time. The rest of the time we are
using film that , when developed, produce slides. The reason our professor
wants us to do this is so we can critique each other's photos over a slide projector.
That is fine with me but I would have also have liked to use the lab several times to develop my OWN photos.
Oh well....
He must know what he is talking about as his photos are sitting on display
in the Smithsonian and the Carnegie Museum as we speak.
So I have homework now. How funny...
It always feels weird to be assigned "homework" these days...
I guess once you hit your 30s...h.w. just seems kind of like a joke considering "living life" is a homework assignment in itself.
Right now I am sitting at the student center and using a computer at Chatham College and
not far from me are 4 boisterous students watching, of all thing, the WWF.
Yes..that's right folks...that fake professional wrestling stuff.
It would not be so bad except they get LOUD !
I am sure it is a good stress release.
So...besides that...I am trying to loose the weight and get back to my original shape.
Every day I feel better and better.
I DID buy those lighter American Spirits and , yes, I know that is
a damn shame considering my chest was hurting Saturday and Sunday.
BUT now that I am back in Pittsburgh I know I will only be smoking 1 or 2 a day PLUS NOW that I know they are not as organic as I thought
I have decided that I will have to =QUIT SMOKING !!
Yes, gasp !!
I now have to admit it = I can't even be the occasional smoker anymore..or can I ???
We shall see what happens.
Other than that...I feel like something is missing in my life.
I think that I really, really MISS Africa despite the fact that there are things in the USA
that I feel I can't do as easily there.
Also I did deal with the good, the bad, and the ugly in Africa...
But -
you know what ?
If you gave me $100,000 RIGHT NOW and told me I could live wherever I wanted..I would take the first flight
out to West Africa...no question about it.
The warmth of the culture there is what I miss most.
For example, right now I would be hanging out
with friends having tea or at some restaurant with about 5 people and sharing food and drink.
Or I'd be at my friend's house with her family having dinner with all her family.
And we would talk and laugh for sevral hours.
I just don't have that here. In America, people are busy and stressed.
Most do not know how to sit with you at a cafe for more than one hour.
I also miss seeing the goats scattered here and there, eating on the side of the streets.
miss hearing the call of the rooster in the AM or hearing chickens, or tam tam drums
or neighbors moving around/arguing/cooking/sweeping...
I miss haggling over the price of cloth/shoes/shampoo etc..at the open market...
and watching sunsets in the evening.
I miss the call of prayer. I miss being able to see all the stars at night.
Damn, I just miss the place.
I have always know since an early age
that this is where I should be living for the rest of my life. I am just happier there overall.
So, on that note, I can only hope I get into grad school so I can work in Africa.
Or else !!!!????