One day, you'll look To see I've gone. But tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun. Someday, you'll know I was the one. But tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun.
I am trying to be proactive and take more pictures.
As part of that effort, I decided to take part in a challenge.
Is not really one of those 365 day challenges, although it can turn into that.
Photo a Day
It is called Photo A Day.
It is organized by Chantelle, the blogger behind Fat Mum Slim (fatmumslim.com.au) and she publishes a list for every month of the year with prompts that try to motivate you to go out and take more photos (interior photos are fine as well).
The idea been that the words will make you think on how you interpret the prompts and along the way find some inspiration.
I though this might turn into a burden but so far I have done it for four days and seem to be getting out to the funk I have been in lately.
This was the photo for Day 6 with the topic Skyline.
Well, no, this was not the photo that I'd published or the photo that I took. The actual photo is this one:
As you can see, a boring and uninteresting sky. It's a skyline but in reality doesn't say much more than that.
So the image above, is a composite. I was updating the apps on my phone and saw that the application Skylab Photo Editor had an update and wanted to check it out so I started manipulating the photo.
I added the clouds, the birds and changed the overall temperature of the photo using a Warming filter; all within the Skylab Photo Editor App.
A much better photo that to me speaks volumes and has a more nostalgic feeling. I wish I had posted the composite to the Instagram as part of the challenge...
Go check out the Photo a Day Challenge. You don't have to commit to a whole month and who knows, you might find the will and the inspiration to take more photos.
Behind the arch of glory sets the day;The river lies in curves of silver light, The fields Elysian glitter in a spray Of golden dust; the gilded dome is bright,….
Well, here it comes!! I promised myself that I was going to start posting more to the blog, so let us call this one my first salvo.
The truth is, that with everything that is happening in the world is hard to feel inspired. One tends to worry about where we are going and if the ending is actually coming faster than we think.
I have not taken too many pictures. I am in what we photographers and artist call "Been stuck in a rut”.
I was watching this video by the photographer Ed Verosky on Finding Inspiration and he is absolutely right...
The minute I went to look at other people’s photos/work I felt motivated to go out and produce some images.
This one, right outside my house on a cold winter afternoon on our way to having some lunch with the family and my son’s girlfriend.
The poem on the beginning (which I thought was appropriate) is called Paris by Willa Cather.
Little Thai Kitchen
We had planned to go to this Thai restaurant in the city of Darien called **Little Thai Kitchen**.
We had visited the place before, but we wanted to take my son’s girlfriend out to a nice place.
We took advantage of the holiday (it was Martin Luther King Day yesterday) and decided to go down to Darien around 1:00 PM.
It was a cold day (temperature was around 28ºF/ -2º C) and cloudy, but the drive was very pleasant. A little bit of traffic with people coming back from the long weekend, but nothing too bad.
We got to the restaurant and there were a couple of occupied tables but we got to sit right away. The place is indeed a “Little Thai Kitchen” and by the time we sat down the tables were all full. I guess other people had the same idea as us. :-)
I ordered one of the best Thai Ice Teas I have ever had and Carlos, my son, decided to copy me.
The restaurant has a Lunch Special where for $10 you get an appetizer and an entrée. I decided to get the Minced Chicken Lettuce Wraps and Drunken Noodles with Shrimp as my entrée.
The food was absolutely fabulous as always. The lettuce wraps were very delectable and the drunken noodles were very fulfilling. My wife ordered the Chicken Pad Thai and she could not finish it.
These are not your ordinary lunch specials where you get a smaller plate. These are very delicious stomach filling plates!!
All five of us (my oldest could not come as he was working) ate for around $60. A real bargain!
I fully recommend the **Little Thai Kitchen** in Darien CT.
[junkie-dropcap]I[/junkie-dropcap] was creating this piece and I could not help but think of Sir Oliver Lindenbrook (excellently played by the late James Mason) upon discovering the quartz cavern in the original version of the movie "Journey to the Center of The Earth (1959)".
We are but a measure of our mental baggage. I remember reading Jules Verne novels as I was growing up and I was filled with a sense of adventure. Wanting to travel the world and visit exotic places.
I think those are the beginnings of my mental travels and the reason today I long for wanderlust.
Wanderlust: a strong, innate desire to rove or travel about.
As I approach my golden years, I am again longing to travel. Be it mentally or physically, but I want to see the world before it ends...
The way things are going there isn't too much time left, for me or the world. Better get on it!!
If you have not seen the 1959 version of the movie, I highly recommend that you do yourself a favor and go find it somewhere. A real classic!
I am afraid of heights... I wasn't always like that. As I was growing up, I was kind of fearless. I remember going to our family's farm and climbing every tree that bore any fruit.
Mangos, Guavas, Oranges, Lemons and an assortment of tropical fruits that you could usually only find in the Caribbean islands.
I would climb one tree, get my fill of that fruit, climb down and climb back up on a different fruit tree. I would go as high as I could, not even thinking about fear or consequences.
It was like that until I climbed on to this particular tree.
It was a "Jagua tree" which is a fruit that we Dominican use to make a sort of fermented juice, or non-alcoholic beer. Later on, I would find out that this tree's branches are usually very brittle.
I remember climbing higher and higher, looking to get to the top of this giant tree. That is when I heard the branch I was standing on, crack...
I fell several feet, breaking every branch on the way down, with my body.
Thankfully, there was a very thick bed of leaves at the bottom and that cushioned my fall. I was lying there assessing what had happened and lucky to be alive. That was the last time I dared to go higher than the floor.
I am so afraid, that I fear for others people and I get really anxious when I see people walking to balconies or ledges. I can't even watch movies with people climbing or doing daring feats up on high.
It is all in my head (I know), but I can't seem to be able to shake those fears.
Last year I decided to go with my kids to a zip-line park of course, thinking that I was going to have the courage to face my fears.
I got to the third level and I couldn't go on...
I climbed back down (wasting a big chunk of money in the process) and watched my kids having the time of their lives.
No Fear Here
Contrary to those fears, I am not afraid of flying. I love flying. Every opportunity I get, I try to sit by a window.
I am inspired by the book Window Seat: The Art of Digital Photography and Creative Thinking by Julianne Kost
Why not seat by the window? The incredible views we get as we take off, flight or land, are a photographer's dream.
I like to find out minimalistic shots or to cut everything down to patterns and lines. Is a way to stimulate the creative juices and see photographs where other people might not consider them.
I bought a drone (DJI Spark, coming soon!) thinking that I can let it take off and I will stay on the ground...
Maybe if I do all this it long enough, one day; I will be able to conquer my fears.