18 December 2009
Just what is it about Conventions anyways?
Seriously this question was actually posed to me by Misha Collins in the autograph line at a Supernatural convention. I've been wanting to answer it and the selection of this particular photo will now help me to provide a better answer than I gave him that day. :)
First for a little aside:
Seriously I made a decision when I first started this blog that there would be limited fandom-y stuff contained in it, but my favorite photo for the week of November 1-7 over at Flickr is this one. In my defense: lets be real here for a moment... How can I have a blog focused solely on my own personal life and not include a single picture from a convention? It would be...in bad taste I suppose? And just why is that? Well because conventions are a bigger part of my life than some even realize.
And now onto the answer (or an attempted answer maybe?) to the above posed question...
For starters I've been going to conventions since 1997. Yes that means I've been going to conventions for over ten years now. Most of those years I've attended more than one convention. Why did I start? Well for one I wanted to meet actors and actresses of my favorite shows. I wanted to hear their stories. I've always wanted to hear their stories. I would love simply just to sit down with one of them and ask them about their life and their life experiences, about their travels, about what led them on their path to becoming an actor/actress and just simply to talk to them one human being to another. I find people fascinating and their life stories even more fascinating. I LOVE hearing about other people's lives and think it would be neat to hear about some of theirs.
What other reason would I want to attend these conventions and so many at that? Because of the fans...the eons of fans who for one whole weekend can feel at ease among tons of like minded individuals. You would not believe the diversity of people that attend these things. The age ranges are from infant all the way to eighty years old and beyond. I kid you not...and the fans of these shows? Well they are a mix of people from all over the globe, all walks of life... Some people fly thousands of miles just to spend a weekend attending one of these things, and most I believe have the times of their lives.
The lure for so many? Well I think a big one is that we all have the interest in common. We're all fans and this is the ONE place that we can all merge, blend and be fans. Here at a convention you won't get gawked at like you're weird. You don't have to keep quiet about being a fan, or feel odd when you say you've attended conventions in the past. You can enjoy your show and squee over it, chat until you're blue in the face about it and not worry or feel awkward. You can spend hours chatting about favorite episodes and no one will get bored. You can chat incessantly about fan fiction and all or most know EXACTLY what you're talking about.
Another positive? You get to meet so many people from all over the world. Now tell me where in the world are you ever going to get that? They are all there for the same reason. You can meet up with long time friends, make new friends, squee to your heart's content excited about how you just finished your photo op with this person or that. You can openly express how it felt to meet this person or that. You can dress up in costumes you made or others have made and parade around the whole weekend in them if you'd like... You can be absorbed by fandom-y stuff and no one would look at you cross... There's just so much that I can't really explain. You almost have to experience it for yourself.
So why do I attend so many conventions and for so many different shows? Originally it was just to meet the actors and actresses. Now it's to meet up with old friends, make new ones, listen to other people's stories of how they met this person or that, travel and see a place I might never have seen otherwise.
I like to go to conventions because they are fun and though a lot of actors/actresses I've seen repeatedly most of them are so interesting that I want to see them again and again. It's almost like a reunion of sorts. You start recognizing other fans and they start to recognize you. Some of the actors/actresses even become familiar with some of the fans... It's like a big friendly meet up of people who haven't seen each other in a year and are all coming together for a weekend of fun and excitement.
So now that I've at least attempted to answer the above posed question onto the next: why out of all the photos uploaded between November 1 and 7 to Flickr did I choose this one?
Mainly because I LOVE the way Joe's holding his head and the expression on his face. To me it says so much in a simple gesture and that's what makes this photo so special to me. :)
15 December 2009
Holidays and Romantic Comedies
Every year around this time I get the urge to watch all those old smoochy romantic comedies. I don't know why, but it always happens. I guess I just want to give myself a good cry for the holidays or something. :)
I usually start with "Sleepless in Seattle" and then progress to "You've Got Mail", "While You Were Sleeping" and so on. I, there's something about the holidays that put me in the mood for a good cry and a warm fuzzy feeling when things work out at the end.
I'm not one for holidays. When I was a kid I LOVED Christmas. It was my favorite holiday of the year. My family would always have this routine we'd do every Christmas. My brother and I would get up WAY before my parents and rush downstairs oohing and ahhing at all the prettily wrapped packages under the Christmas tree. Usually we were visited by the cat or dog...they'd be quite content roaming around the gifts looking for hiding spots or racing to get that special little bone or toy my mom would get for them and place under the tree right beside our stockings. My brother and I would sit there and laugh and talk quietly digging through our stockings the whole time waiting anxiously for mom and dad to come downstairs and join us. Back then Christmas was special...through the years I guess with age it no longer seemed as fun to open all those Christmas gifts...that little warm fuzzy feeling you get when you open a gift trying to figure out what's inside kind of dulls with the years. I always blamed that on being older, more mature...growing up. Still Christmas was a fun time of the year but then it stopped being so fun. Why? Well I blame it totally on the commercialization of the holiday. The retailers and the higher ups made the holiday more about buying the most expensive gifts and less about spending time with family. What do I enjoy most about Christmas now? Spending time with my family...granted my parents no longer share the same home, but when I leave work on Christmas Eve I literally RACE to my mom's house to spend Christmas with her and her husband. It's a bonus if my brother is there...usually he leaves earlier though due to having his own little celebration, but I still love going over there and eating a meal, talking with my mom and Matt, exchanging gifts, hearing stories...and then on Christmas day I get to look forward to spending time with my dad. He makes a small meal, my brother will usually come up. We exchange a few gifts and talk a bit. I kinda, sort of get two Christmas' really and I get to spend it with those I love.
So while I no longer get overly excited about all the gifts I do get excited and am happy and glad I get to spend time with the people who mean the most to me. Sadly I don't spend as much time with them as I used to, but those times I do...I cherish every single one of them.
So bringing this chat back to the original topic at hand...why do I like to watch those old romantic comedies around the holidays? I think it's because they remind me of how lucky I am, of how there's still magic out there, that everything will work itself out. Most importantly those kinds of movies make me remember all the good times, all the sad times, all the wonderful memories and they remind me of just how lucky I am to have it all.
Okay so maybe I'm a romantic at heart, but in the end I think those movies make me remember and that is something I revel in. :)
I usually start with "Sleepless in Seattle" and then progress to "You've Got Mail", "While You Were Sleeping" and so on. I, there's something about the holidays that put me in the mood for a good cry and a warm fuzzy feeling when things work out at the end.
I'm not one for holidays. When I was a kid I LOVED Christmas. It was my favorite holiday of the year. My family would always have this routine we'd do every Christmas. My brother and I would get up WAY before my parents and rush downstairs oohing and ahhing at all the prettily wrapped packages under the Christmas tree. Usually we were visited by the cat or dog...they'd be quite content roaming around the gifts looking for hiding spots or racing to get that special little bone or toy my mom would get for them and place under the tree right beside our stockings. My brother and I would sit there and laugh and talk quietly digging through our stockings the whole time waiting anxiously for mom and dad to come downstairs and join us. Back then Christmas was special...through the years I guess with age it no longer seemed as fun to open all those Christmas gifts...that little warm fuzzy feeling you get when you open a gift trying to figure out what's inside kind of dulls with the years. I always blamed that on being older, more mature...growing up. Still Christmas was a fun time of the year but then it stopped being so fun. Why? Well I blame it totally on the commercialization of the holiday. The retailers and the higher ups made the holiday more about buying the most expensive gifts and less about spending time with family. What do I enjoy most about Christmas now? Spending time with my family...granted my parents no longer share the same home, but when I leave work on Christmas Eve I literally RACE to my mom's house to spend Christmas with her and her husband. It's a bonus if my brother is there...usually he leaves earlier though due to having his own little celebration, but I still love going over there and eating a meal, talking with my mom and Matt, exchanging gifts, hearing stories...and then on Christmas day I get to look forward to spending time with my dad. He makes a small meal, my brother will usually come up. We exchange a few gifts and talk a bit. I kinda, sort of get two Christmas' really and I get to spend it with those I love.
So while I no longer get overly excited about all the gifts I do get excited and am happy and glad I get to spend time with the people who mean the most to me. Sadly I don't spend as much time with them as I used to, but those times I do...I cherish every single one of them.
So bringing this chat back to the original topic at hand...why do I like to watch those old romantic comedies around the holidays? I think it's because they remind me of how lucky I am, of how there's still magic out there, that everything will work itself out. Most importantly those kinds of movies make me remember all the good times, all the sad times, all the wonderful memories and they remind me of just how lucky I am to have it all.
Okay so maybe I'm a romantic at heart, but in the end I think those movies make me remember and that is something I revel in. :)
14 December 2009
Mungalli Falls
The Mungalli Falls are in Queensland, Australia. They're on a trail/route/circuit commonly called "The Waterfall Circuit". Why's it called that? Well because it's a roundabout route that you can drive that takes you to various different waterfalls in the area of Atherton Tablelands. Some of the waterfalls on the circuit are relatively close to one another while others are quite a drive. When I heard about the waterfall circuit I planned to take a day just to drive around and see them.
I followed signs that directed you to each different set of waterfalls along the circuit and when I stumbled across these I turned onto a road that took me to a gravel parking lot. I looked around and didn't see any falls, but near the lot was a posted sign labeling the trail to the falls. Smiling I grabbed my camera and headed in that general direction. I meandered through some trees and grassy areas before coming to a set of almost spiral stone stairs leading downwards. As I descended them I could hear the rushing of water getting louder and louder. Once to the bottom of the steps I looked up and was awed by this particular sight. Beautiful waterfalls that roared with life and flowed into a meandering stream. I wanted to get a picture of the entire set of falls so carefully I eased onto some of the more slippery rocks to get both a closer look and a better view of the falls overall. I took several pictures of the falls and was amazed by their beauty.
Seeing these magnificent waterfalls in the heart of Queensland reminded me of how beautiful the whole area is. Someday I would love to return here but that may never be. At least I had a few weeks in "paradise" and a lifetime of memories to accompany me. Who could ever ask for more? :D
I followed signs that directed you to each different set of waterfalls along the circuit and when I stumbled across these I turned onto a road that took me to a gravel parking lot. I looked around and didn't see any falls, but near the lot was a posted sign labeling the trail to the falls. Smiling I grabbed my camera and headed in that general direction. I meandered through some trees and grassy areas before coming to a set of almost spiral stone stairs leading downwards. As I descended them I could hear the rushing of water getting louder and louder. Once to the bottom of the steps I looked up and was awed by this particular sight. Beautiful waterfalls that roared with life and flowed into a meandering stream. I wanted to get a picture of the entire set of falls so carefully I eased onto some of the more slippery rocks to get both a closer look and a better view of the falls overall. I took several pictures of the falls and was amazed by their beauty.
Seeing these magnificent waterfalls in the heart of Queensland reminded me of how beautiful the whole area is. Someday I would love to return here but that may never be. At least I had a few weeks in "paradise" and a lifetime of memories to accompany me. Who could ever ask for more? :D
12 December 2009
The choppy waters of Babinda Creek
Okay so now I'm going to try that pic a week thing since I can't seem to stick to a pic a day. I decided to go back to the very beginning of my photostream at Flickr and pick out my favorite picture from the first week.
What is this image of you ask? Babinda Creek. Where is Babinda Creek you ask? Queensland, Australia. :)
In 2008 I took the trip of a lifetime. I spent months and months planning the vacation, went through many doubts and frustrations, did A LOT of research, made a lot of reservations and dished out a rather large sum of money to take the trip of a lifetime. In so doing I managed to meet at least FOUR of my life goals. :)
I have a list of life goals...I think most people do and I am sorely lacking in having met many of them. Well in 2008 I met four of them. I boarded a plane and traveled to the other side of the world to spend three weeks in beautiful Queensland. I had a blast!
This particular photo was taken the last week I was in Australia. I was staying at a lovely Bed and Breakfast on the outskirts of Cairns called Kooka's. While there I had asked for some ideas of where to go. One of the places I learned about on my many visits to the visitors centers all over this country was the Babinda Boulders. I was told it was something to be seen.
This creek is apparently responsible for many a death. There is also a tragic story about an Aboriginal girl who dove into the treacherous waters of this creek and killed herself when her fellow tribesmen attempted to drag her away from her one true love. Apparently he belonged to a rival tribe. The girl ran off to be with him. She was captured by her own tribe and when they attempted to take her back to the village she broke free of their holds and jumped into Babinda Creek. In her wake two huge boulders shot up into the sky and stand in the midst of this creek. They say the boulders are the remains of the girl who tragically killed herself here all those years ago. They also say that her spirit is known to haunt these waters and that she calls to visitors from near and far luring them to join her among the jagged rocks.
When I took this photograph my aim was to capture the crashing waters so that I could show how fast and choppy they are here. I was also intrigued by the green blue tint of the water and the whiteness cast about from the waves themselves. I'm glad I traveled to this creek to behold with my own eyes this awesome force of nature.
What is this image of you ask? Babinda Creek. Where is Babinda Creek you ask? Queensland, Australia. :)
In 2008 I took the trip of a lifetime. I spent months and months planning the vacation, went through many doubts and frustrations, did A LOT of research, made a lot of reservations and dished out a rather large sum of money to take the trip of a lifetime. In so doing I managed to meet at least FOUR of my life goals. :)
I have a list of life goals...I think most people do and I am sorely lacking in having met many of them. Well in 2008 I met four of them. I boarded a plane and traveled to the other side of the world to spend three weeks in beautiful Queensland. I had a blast!
This particular photo was taken the last week I was in Australia. I was staying at a lovely Bed and Breakfast on the outskirts of Cairns called Kooka's. While there I had asked for some ideas of where to go. One of the places I learned about on my many visits to the visitors centers all over this country was the Babinda Boulders. I was told it was something to be seen.
This creek is apparently responsible for many a death. There is also a tragic story about an Aboriginal girl who dove into the treacherous waters of this creek and killed herself when her fellow tribesmen attempted to drag her away from her one true love. Apparently he belonged to a rival tribe. The girl ran off to be with him. She was captured by her own tribe and when they attempted to take her back to the village she broke free of their holds and jumped into Babinda Creek. In her wake two huge boulders shot up into the sky and stand in the midst of this creek. They say the boulders are the remains of the girl who tragically killed herself here all those years ago. They also say that her spirit is known to haunt these waters and that she calls to visitors from near and far luring them to join her among the jagged rocks.
When I took this photograph my aim was to capture the crashing waters so that I could show how fast and choppy they are here. I was also intrigued by the green blue tint of the water and the whiteness cast about from the waves themselves. I'm glad I traveled to this creek to behold with my own eyes this awesome force of nature.
11 December 2009
In the Name of Spontaneity
So remember what I said about trying to do a pic a day for December? Yeah well I'm rethinking that entire decision. Why? Because now it's kind of losing it's attraction. Taking pictures right now doesn't seem fun to me when I feel like I HAVE to take a picture. I feel like it's a chore now and that was not the original goal to this whole idea. I guess photo taking like my writing, like my vidding, like my art needs to come naturally when I'm ready for it and not because I feel like I HAVE to do it. I was good with the idea until December 8th. I took a photo and didn't really like the results. The day after that I had no desire to take a picture because it's not fun for me at the moment. It feels to frigid (if that makes sense) too forced and no longer holds that appeal it did. I suspected this might happen. I can't force myself to do something and when something that is fun for me, enjoyable for me no longer becomes enjoyable or relaxing, when it starts feeling like a necessity, like it must be done now...well that's just irritating to me.
I came up with a solution though. I still want to share pictures I've taken, but it's no longer going to be a pic a day. I am going to do a pic a week and how am I going to go about tackling this? I post at least six pictures a week to my Flickr account. They're not really planned or ones I feel I HAVE to share. I'm uploading the pics that appeal to me that night or whatnot that I'd like to share just for the chance to share :)
My new idea? I plan to select one picture a week from the ones uploaded each week to my Flickr account and talk about it. The pictures I select will be what I consider a favorite, or a "best" or one I just wanted to share with others. I figure in doing this I can still keep posting to this blog, still make it interesting and photography will no longer feel like a chore to me because there won't be the demands I place on myself to take a pic EVERY DAY. It's a bit too much what with the holiday season upon us and the accident I had recently and all. It's just too much and when it stops being fun that means I gotta go with my instincts and change it up already.
So there's the reason...
Now to explain this picture...
When my cat passed away due to kidney failure I missed her terribly. The same year that happened I went to Chicago and went into the Shedd Aquarium (a daily routine for me each time I'm in the city of Chicago). While there I glanced at the stuffed animals just because I wanted to. When i saw this fellow I picked him up and immediately noticed how soft he was in my hands. He also reminded me immediately of Frisco so I bought him and brought him home.
Now everytime I look at this stuffed harbor seal I think of Frisco and smile. :)
I came up with a solution though. I still want to share pictures I've taken, but it's no longer going to be a pic a day. I am going to do a pic a week and how am I going to go about tackling this? I post at least six pictures a week to my Flickr account. They're not really planned or ones I feel I HAVE to share. I'm uploading the pics that appeal to me that night or whatnot that I'd like to share just for the chance to share :)
My new idea? I plan to select one picture a week from the ones uploaded each week to my Flickr account and talk about it. The pictures I select will be what I consider a favorite, or a "best" or one I just wanted to share with others. I figure in doing this I can still keep posting to this blog, still make it interesting and photography will no longer feel like a chore to me because there won't be the demands I place on myself to take a pic EVERY DAY. It's a bit too much what with the holiday season upon us and the accident I had recently and all. It's just too much and when it stops being fun that means I gotta go with my instincts and change it up already.
So there's the reason...
Now to explain this picture...
When my cat passed away due to kidney failure I missed her terribly. The same year that happened I went to Chicago and went into the Shedd Aquarium (a daily routine for me each time I'm in the city of Chicago). While there I glanced at the stuffed animals just because I wanted to. When i saw this fellow I picked him up and immediately noticed how soft he was in my hands. He also reminded me immediately of Frisco so I bought him and brought him home.
Now everytime I look at this stuffed harbor seal I think of Frisco and smile. :)
06 December 2009
Pic a Day -- Day 6
So I admit that I wasn't very creative here for day 6 of the "pic a day". I worked today and by the time I got home the last thing on my mind was snapping a picture of something. When I finally pulled out my camera I was left debating what to take a picture of. I opted to fiddle with some different things before I settled on taking a picture of my desk.
Why a photo of my desk you ask? Well, I've seen those memes going around for years on blogs about taking a snapshot of your desk and sharing it. I always wanted to participate in them but never did. I figured now would be as good a time as any.
I also wanted something that had meaning to me. Well, I spend just about every single night sitting on my computer at this desk and reading through blogs, checking websites, doing research so I figured why not take a picture of a primary place I spend most of my evenings at. The result? A photograph of my desk...
So now can you tell why I never participated in those "name 5 things on your desk" memes? I have a lot of stuff and believe me there is quite a vast array here. The picture shows an overview...closer looks would reveal individual DVD's, pictures, glass figurines and even books to name but a few things.
So now you know what my desk looks like and if you're one of those who likes a challenge have fun examining the contents. I assure you there are more than twenty items on that desk! :D
Oh and for the really, REALLY brave (or just intrigued maybe) they say you can tell a lot about a person by the things they have on their desks (well at least that's what MacGyver said on well...MacGyver) so what does this tell you about me?
You don't have to answer I just wanted to ask. :D
Why a photo of my desk you ask? Well, I've seen those memes going around for years on blogs about taking a snapshot of your desk and sharing it. I always wanted to participate in them but never did. I figured now would be as good a time as any.
I also wanted something that had meaning to me. Well, I spend just about every single night sitting on my computer at this desk and reading through blogs, checking websites, doing research so I figured why not take a picture of a primary place I spend most of my evenings at. The result? A photograph of my desk...
So now can you tell why I never participated in those "name 5 things on your desk" memes? I have a lot of stuff and believe me there is quite a vast array here. The picture shows an overview...closer looks would reveal individual DVD's, pictures, glass figurines and even books to name but a few things.
So now you know what my desk looks like and if you're one of those who likes a challenge have fun examining the contents. I assure you there are more than twenty items on that desk! :D
Oh and for the really, REALLY brave (or just intrigued maybe) they say you can tell a lot about a person by the things they have on their desks (well at least that's what MacGyver said on well...MacGyver) so what does this tell you about me?
You don't have to answer I just wanted to ask. :D
Pic a Day -- Day 5
Okay so I thought I would be caught up and then it got late last night so I never made this post. Well here I am making a bit of a late post again. Hey at least I'm managing to take a pic a day. :)
So yesterday was our first snow fall of the year. I wanted to take a picture of the snow, but it wasn't laying very prettily on the ground and the shots I did take of the snow falling didn't look very appealing to me. They were dark and rather dreary, so I figured why not fiddle with my macro again and settled on taking a few close up pictures of tree branches covered in snow.
This photo is one of those bushes. Why I chose to take a picture of snow upon a pine tree is well for one the green makes the white stand out more. I also chose this photo because I like how clearly the pine tree limbs came out and I like the way the snow looks like it's piling on the branches.
Snow isn't my favorite thing. I rather dislike it. I don't like being cold, and I'd rather have rain. It is however very pretty and as long as it doesn't accumulate on roads and the temps don't drop to freezing I'm fairly okay with it.
I've always admired the way snow is so crystal white and love to see it when it sparkles in the sun.
So yesterday was our first snow fall of the year. I wanted to take a picture of the snow, but it wasn't laying very prettily on the ground and the shots I did take of the snow falling didn't look very appealing to me. They were dark and rather dreary, so I figured why not fiddle with my macro again and settled on taking a few close up pictures of tree branches covered in snow.
This photo is one of those bushes. Why I chose to take a picture of snow upon a pine tree is well for one the green makes the white stand out more. I also chose this photo because I like how clearly the pine tree limbs came out and I like the way the snow looks like it's piling on the branches.
Snow isn't my favorite thing. I rather dislike it. I don't like being cold, and I'd rather have rain. It is however very pretty and as long as it doesn't accumulate on roads and the temps don't drop to freezing I'm fairly okay with it.
I've always admired the way snow is so crystal white and love to see it when it sparkles in the sun.
04 December 2009
Pic a Day -- Day 4
Here is a picture of one of the stray cats that hangs around my house. I kind of adopted him. He's not a very friendly cat because he doesn't really trust people, but I still feed him and talk to him when I see him.
Where I live a lot of people tend to drop of stray cats because I live back along some woods. I can't not put feed out for strays when I see them. This one has been with me awhile. He kind of fills that void that my cat and dog left when they gained their wings and left the earthly plain. :)
I call him Gabriel, after the archangel. He earned the name because when he was first dropped off there was another smaller cat that was hanging around and this one kind of took on the guadian role, so I felt it perfect to call him Gabriel.
Though he is still very leery of people and isn't to keen on me petting him he still will rub against my legs as I fill his feed dish. Unfortunately when it comes to photography he doesn't seem to like his picture taken because countless times I've had this perfect picture ready to be snapped and he walks away before I can snap it. Today I figured it was time to follow him. :)
Where I live a lot of people tend to drop of stray cats because I live back along some woods. I can't not put feed out for strays when I see them. This one has been with me awhile. He kind of fills that void that my cat and dog left when they gained their wings and left the earthly plain. :)
I call him Gabriel, after the archangel. He earned the name because when he was first dropped off there was another smaller cat that was hanging around and this one kind of took on the guadian role, so I felt it perfect to call him Gabriel.
Though he is still very leery of people and isn't to keen on me petting him he still will rub against my legs as I fill his feed dish. Unfortunately when it comes to photography he doesn't seem to like his picture taken because countless times I've had this perfect picture ready to be snapped and he walks away before I can snap it. Today I figured it was time to follow him. :)
A Pic a Day -- Day 3
I took this picture because I liked the way the clouds were in the sky. I also wanted to share a picture of somewhere I go during my job. I work with kids and every Thursday I take them to this farm for horseback riding. They learn how to saddle, how to groom and are taught how to ride as well.
03 December 2009
A Pic a Day -- Day 2
Yes so this picture? This is me being my own weird strange self. I was experimenting (or rather playing) with the camera when i took this photograph. Why I chose to take a picture like this? I've been having a rough week and thought it would look extremely neat to make a hand appear as if it were coming out of a mirror. It reminds me of that old urban legend Bloody Mary actually. In order to prevent flash from bouncing back and blinding me I turned it off and turned the camera at an awkward angle to snap this photograph.
So the reasoning behind this? Experimentation, relaxation...or just plain fiddling around if we all want to be honest with ourselves here :D
So the reasoning behind this? Experimentation, relaxation...or just plain fiddling around if we all want to be honest with ourselves here :D
A Pic a Day -- Day 1
Okay so I've seen so many other people out there do this and have been debating for a very long time about it. I had intended on starting to work on the blogs yesterday but had an unfortunate accident which resulted in me not being able to officially start the blogging end of this little experiment.
The plan? I have decided to take a picture a day of something that has meaning to me or is experimental, something that just demands to be photographed each day of the month. My goal is to at least do this experiment for the month of December. I'm starting small seeing as I have this nasty procrastination issue that could stall my experiment.
Anyways the main purpose of doing this is one to improve my photography overall and two to make a daily blog post. How the experiment will work out I have no idea, but we shall see.
Presently I'm behind by a day due to the accident so it'll take me a few days to play catch up with my entries overall.
Other than that? On to why I chose to photograph this on December 1, 2009...
Every day I drive to work and drive home from work I pass this cross. It marks where a car accident happened and I'm fairly certain that the girl whose name is on the cross was killed here. What I find so intriguing about it? This is one of the first memorials I've seen along a main road that is actually kept fairly well maintained. Throughout the months balloons are tied on the cross one week, the next a doll baby is placed on the ground, the week after that flowers...someone comes here, stops every week and places something on this marker. I assume it's family and friends.
When I come to this intersection I always look at this cross whether it's early morning or late afternoon. I search for it and automatically look at it. It reminds me that life is very precious and can be gone in seconds. It also shows the love these people still have for this lost one.
This week they placed the lizard on the cross, if you look closely you can see him there. It's the first time I've seen him and the stuffed animal on the top is a swan I believe, which is also new.
I wanted to started my "pic a day" with a picture of something that has meaning for me and figured what better thing to start with than a cross I take every single day to pause and look at. No matter if I'm in a rush to get home or on my way into town I still take a moment when I'm at either stop sign of this intersection to glance over and look at the marker.
The plan? I have decided to take a picture a day of something that has meaning to me or is experimental, something that just demands to be photographed each day of the month. My goal is to at least do this experiment for the month of December. I'm starting small seeing as I have this nasty procrastination issue that could stall my experiment.
Anyways the main purpose of doing this is one to improve my photography overall and two to make a daily blog post. How the experiment will work out I have no idea, but we shall see.
Presently I'm behind by a day due to the accident so it'll take me a few days to play catch up with my entries overall.
Other than that? On to why I chose to photograph this on December 1, 2009...
Every day I drive to work and drive home from work I pass this cross. It marks where a car accident happened and I'm fairly certain that the girl whose name is on the cross was killed here. What I find so intriguing about it? This is one of the first memorials I've seen along a main road that is actually kept fairly well maintained. Throughout the months balloons are tied on the cross one week, the next a doll baby is placed on the ground, the week after that flowers...someone comes here, stops every week and places something on this marker. I assume it's family and friends.
When I come to this intersection I always look at this cross whether it's early morning or late afternoon. I search for it and automatically look at it. It reminds me that life is very precious and can be gone in seconds. It also shows the love these people still have for this lost one.
This week they placed the lizard on the cross, if you look closely you can see him there. It's the first time I've seen him and the stuffed animal on the top is a swan I believe, which is also new.
I wanted to started my "pic a day" with a picture of something that has meaning for me and figured what better thing to start with than a cross I take every single day to pause and look at. No matter if I'm in a rush to get home or on my way into town I still take a moment when I'm at either stop sign of this intersection to glance over and look at the marker.
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