Anyway, I've been wanting to do this project for awhile.
I always come up with excuses not to take my camera places. The past few years have been a really uninspiring time for me in terms of photography. Actually, once I purchased a digital SLR it all went down from there. Prior to that, I had a point-and-shoot digital and I had played around with my parents' old AE-1 SLR. At some point after investing in an expensive camera, I began to feel disillusioned with my purpose as a photographer. Watching everyone around me taking pictures all the time was disheartening because I started to see how snapping a picture can distract from a memory. Does smiling falsely with a group of friends really capture a moment? Will the sunset ever really look as beautiful in pixel-form as it does to the human eye? Why take a picture that the five people are capturing right at this moment and will subsequently load to Facebook as soon as they get home?
As much as I have these thoughts, I really do want to see my life documented. Not in excess, but perhaps in one snapshot a day.
So, that's what I'm doing. I'm on day two. On day seven I'll edit and upload my pictures. I'm still deciding if I should only commit to taking a single picture per day (so if it doesn't turn out, I have to treat it as if I took it with a film camera) or I can take a few pictures and pick the favorite, deleting the rest. I'm also thinking about assigning a "theme" to each week. Maybe a word or an idea. Maybe not. Maybe I'll just focus on life as I know it.
So I had this dream that I saw the moon set and it was HUGE (if anyone wants to interpret this please proceed). I didn't see the sun in my dream but I know that when it rose it was normal. The moon was CRAZY though. I could see all of its textured valleys and craters behind a silhouette of black trees on a hill.
I want to draw my dream now, so I've been studying the moon a bit (online, and outside just for funsies). As my friend Liz would say, "I'm buggin'" (Liz wishes she was Liv Tyler in the 90's, which is one reason of many that I love her so much). Looking at the moon this close makes me wonder if we were ever intended to see it so closely (thank you, science and industry). I don't know how to process the intricacy and perfection of nature- let alone draw it.
In other news, I had a pretty flawless conversation on the phone with a robot from AT & T today. That was awesome.
My friend Andrew just told me that he's working on a film called "Buttons in the Ground". One of the first times I connected to Andrew was when we were in college and I walked by his room on the way to visit another friend. As I passed his room, I stopped dead in my tracks because I noticed something AWESOME on his wall. He had painted a gigantic action shot of his roommate Gabe on a hand-made canvas in high contrast black-and-white (with some bright color as an accent). I picked his brain extensively about it that day, and even tried to replicate it at one point. I think it was around our senior year that Andrew produced a film called "My Suburban Tea." This is probably my favorite student film that came out of Biola University. I think it's brilliant, especially in lieu of the fact that he and his crew had 48 hours to write and execute the ENTIRE thing.
This is the new film that Andrew is directing with a few other friends I went to school with. It has SO MUCH potential to be incredible! Help them by donating to Kickstarter before October 18th. They need a lot of funds to back this film. If you can't give money, and you live in Southern California, consider donating goods for them to use in the set production. Specific needs are listed on the film's website.
Welcome to the supplemental blog I have dubbed "(Colorful) Life, (Poetic) Liberty, and the Pursuit of (Creative) Happiness".
Here's where I begin. I got on an artsy-fartsy kick my sophomore year of college. I added an art minor and feverishly began taking art classes alongside my Intercultural Studies major. When I was an RA my junior year, my creativity exploded (maybe even vomited) color and a child-like spirit on the floor I lived on. My floor was called "Base!" because I wanted the girls there to feel like they were in a "safety zone" where they could return to a quasi-childlike state of being in the midst of a college campus. I think it worked. I had a rowdy bunch, but it was an incredible year where most of the girls seemed to feel freed by the environment they were a part of. It was this year that I recognized that I have the ability, through art and design, to change a place, and even a community's state-of-mind.
I graduated in 2008, although I wasn't able to complete the art minor. It didn't really matter, though. Since my junior year I've become somewhat of a paper pack rat, a collaging criminal, a decorating devil- use your own alliteration (mine wasn't very good anyway, but you get the idea). If I could, I would probably live at the Goodwill Outlet. I seldom can justify buying anything full price (unless it's Tom's Shoes). Ever since high school when my friend left a quote by Thoreau on my windshield it's been my mantra (of sorts): "Our lives are frittered away by detail- Simplify! Simplify!" The projects that I work on are inexpensive, and they often incorporate things I find in thrift stores, acquire from others, or already have. Often times, I'm not afraid to tear things apart and put them back together- even what I'm working on turns out to look disgusting the creative process was AWESOME and it certainly didn't break the bank.
This brings me to the purpose of this (additional) blog. I'd like to show off my finds and acquisitions, my creations and alterations. I hope that this blog can aid me in my own creative process, as well as the creative processes of others. I hope people read this and decide give away a bag of junk to the Goodwill, to venture into a Goodwill for the first time. Perhaps this blog will bring to light new possibilities in a simple sheet of paper or some packing popcorn. Maybe my blog will help someone to find a healthy balance between giving up and hanging on to things (there is a very delicate balance). I hope you, the reader, will see trash turned into treasure before your very eyes. Most of all, I hope you will be content with everything you've been given. Thank you for reading my blog.