i bleed green, and sweat sap.
I'm on my way to being in the best shape of my life, if I'm not there already. I'm the most physically active as I've ever been.
But my mind. My creativity is not being worked as it should be. I feel my mind is being squandered.
I don't have access to the photo lab this semester, and it is killing me. All I have is a digital photography class.
Anyone who knows me, knows I do not work digitally. I do not find it fun or gratifying.
I need inspiration and the means to fulfill it. I need a change of pace. Or place. Or face.
I literally feel like I'm going insane. I find myself staring at the image of Julie's face and the deer on the wall,
instead of the movie on the tv below it. I'm dying to create another piece like that. (To anyone who hasn't seen it.
Come over.) Right now, I'm lucid. But my mind is occupied by recording this collection of thoughts.
What follows below is the typical cryptic journal post that has been building up in my head for months and weeks and days. I do not feel the need to explain any of the following. So any questions asked may be in vain.
Often. Perhaps, far too often, my mind has been occupied by orchids, ireland, and the moon.
The orchid is elusive. It has many faces which makes it hard to discover how it likes to be handled. What environment it prefers. What nutrients it needs. It takes specific care, yet it's roots reach out to grasp the unknown. These are observations I have made. It is beautiful.
Ireland is far away. I have glimpsed it. It intrigues and excites me. i want to go there someday soon. But I have the feeling I won't. It's spirit runs through me, though I have less connection to it than I like to think. It is also beautiful.
The moon is closer than it looks. It is apparent, yet mysterious. It shines on me and so many others. It, like the others, is beautiful.
The orchid is something I like to shoot, and someday, I may nurture one. But not now. Perhaps, never.
Ireland is somewhere I'd like to visit, but I'm not ready to move there. Not yet, anyhow. And maybe never.
The moon provides an amazing view of the world. I like to see it, but I can not watch it every night. I may never be ready to see time pass that way.
Wow. Without realizing it, I've created more than I intended to. My thoughts are sometimes foreign to even me. They must come from deep within my subconscious. A place that I do not even visit in my dreams.
Methinks I need a vacation.
Which I will be taking in August.
A very much needed trip to PA.
To visit My Family, The Forest, and The Past.
To look forward to and contemplate The Future.
Most importantly, to get away from restrictions and enter a place that fuels my creativity and passion.
But my mind. My creativity is not being worked as it should be. I feel my mind is being squandered.
I don't have access to the photo lab this semester, and it is killing me. All I have is a digital photography class.
Anyone who knows me, knows I do not work digitally. I do not find it fun or gratifying.
I need inspiration and the means to fulfill it. I need a change of pace. Or place. Or face.
I literally feel like I'm going insane. I find myself staring at the image of Julie's face and the deer on the wall,
instead of the movie on the tv below it. I'm dying to create another piece like that. (To anyone who hasn't seen it.
Come over.) Right now, I'm lucid. But my mind is occupied by recording this collection of thoughts.
What follows below is the typical cryptic journal post that has been building up in my head for months and weeks and days. I do not feel the need to explain any of the following. So any questions asked may be in vain.
Often. Perhaps, far too often, my mind has been occupied by orchids, ireland, and the moon.
The orchid is elusive. It has many faces which makes it hard to discover how it likes to be handled. What environment it prefers. What nutrients it needs. It takes specific care, yet it's roots reach out to grasp the unknown. These are observations I have made. It is beautiful.
Ireland is far away. I have glimpsed it. It intrigues and excites me. i want to go there someday soon. But I have the feeling I won't. It's spirit runs through me, though I have less connection to it than I like to think. It is also beautiful.
The moon is closer than it looks. It is apparent, yet mysterious. It shines on me and so many others. It, like the others, is beautiful.
The orchid is something I like to shoot, and someday, I may nurture one. But not now. Perhaps, never.
Ireland is somewhere I'd like to visit, but I'm not ready to move there. Not yet, anyhow. And maybe never.
The moon provides an amazing view of the world. I like to see it, but I can not watch it every night. I may never be ready to see time pass that way.
Wow. Without realizing it, I've created more than I intended to. My thoughts are sometimes foreign to even me. They must come from deep within my subconscious. A place that I do not even visit in my dreams.
Methinks I need a vacation.
Which I will be taking in August.
A very much needed trip to PA.
To visit My Family, The Forest, and The Past.
To look forward to and contemplate The Future.
Most importantly, to get away from restrictions and enter a place that fuels my creativity and passion.