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Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

20140108

When Taking Photographs (poem)

When taking photographs,
I merely record what is on the canvas
provided by the world around me.
Whether it is a gorgeous sunset
or city lights dancing on the water,
my purpose is capture the moment.
Even though these pictures are mine,
they are shared freely with my circle of friends.

20140105

The Richness of Existence (satire)

If seeking riches were truly normal to everyone, then no one would be poor and there would be no wars. Yet such a utopia hides the dark dystopia where the riches sought are obtained through the hard work of the middle class who are compliant to orderly production.

Anyone who is non-compliant in such a world is subject to social control, be it through laws that favour the rich and oppress the poor, and by means such as the widespread use of psychopharmaceuticals.

Yet the seeking of riches is not normal to everyone. Some people are poor and others are rich, but most people are middle class.

There is no dark dystopia in reality, for that is the side effect of our suppressed fears about today's world where the West is peaceful while elsewhere, there is conflict and war.

Instead, we live in a world that may be a wonderful place to almost everyone, whether rich or poor. Seeking riches is not a norm but a choice that determines who would be poor and who would be rich.

Of those few people who do not experience the world as a wonderful place are people who live in nations which are embroiled in conflict, a war brought upon them by forces beyond their control. There, survival is a daily struggle.

Still, war is beyond the imagination of people in the West, most of whom live in peace.

Almost seventy years have passed since the last world war was fought. In that time, nearly three generations have seen changes in technology that captivate them today.

Once there were computers of immense size that took up the space of a small warehouse, cooled by gallons of water. Today, we have computers in our smartphones many times more powerful in the palm of our hands.

If we choose to buy such devices, then it is out of necessity. Such devices do not make us rich, yet enrich our lives. Still, there is much enrichment in reading a book or a newspaper rather than using a device to do the same.

Even though I have taken thousands of pictures with my smartphone, the joy of drawing is many times more than that experienced on viewing the scene in a photograph. For me, it is a luxury to draw. I wish that I could spend more time drawing but photography occupies more of my time.

Photography gives me exposure to my immediate world. No matter how many hours I might spend drawing, each hour is spent away from the immediate world. That is why I prefer photography to drawing.

Because I live in a nation in the West, my immediate world is free of war. My photographs reflect the relative calm of the moment.

Yet I am aware that outside of my world, people live in abject poverty, be it a child in the West or a child in the Middle East. Their poverty is often due to politics, whether it is due to sanctions by Western nations or due to rule by despots.

Even though I am aware of the world outside my immediate environment, my purpose in taking photographs was to show the beauty of the moment, be it a sunset or the sparkle of lights at night, and to document what might be lost to future generations, be it a mural on a wall or the hundreds of animal and plant species.

Indeed, by taking pictures I am trying to capture the richness of existence, living in the West in a developed nation.

Of course, photography on a super phone is not the same as with a high quality camera. There are limitations due to battery size and quality of the camera firmware in the phone. Despite such limits of technology, most of my photographs might be considered beautiful to other people.

Although my pictures are wholly mine, I share them freely with the world through GooglePlus.

20091021

A Week of Inhibition: No Open Season on My Personal Life

October 21, 2009: During the week I spent not taking a picture with my camera, worrying needlessly about finances, I just felt totally inhibited all that time.

Right now, it's hard to do the things I want to do well. Most likely, it is because the 6 hours of sleep last night.

When inhibited, my personal feelings get muddled. I am not healthily in touch with them. Yet by writing about them, I am demonstrating control over them, perhaps too much control.

As well, much of today's entry is about feelings which are in flux. Nothing I write about are about something permanent and fixed in time.

Of course, today's entry is also lacking in detail about my life in general. It's not supposed to be a detailed analysis of my life.

For I am guarded about my personal life because it would be shameless of me to describe in detail why I am craving privacy now. It is because I've decided to handle my personal finances without going into details.

Returning to photography, as mentioned in the beginning of today's blog entry, I've taken three pictures, and stopped because the rain ruined a couple shots.

And even though the rain hasn't stopped me before, I feel that taking a lot of shots isn't going to make them less blurry and rain-streaked.

So, when looking at my personal life, it can be seen as out of focus because of inhibition.

For when going into detail about my life, that's similar to a clear picture on a sunny day taken with a camera. So, my life appears out of focus because inhibition blurs whatever clear picture I may make of it.

Yet the mistakes I've made today are too few when compared to the things I've accomplished such as managing my money, and taking care of errands, which are personal and private.

I loathe doing this fearless inventory of myself - it makes me realize that my feelings do not reflect an accurate picture of who I am. Even though it is most definitely a delusion, I feel less complete as a person, like something is missing.

I feel less happy, because my feelings tell me that all those many photographs I took were done to not closely examine myself without fear.

So perhaps by now examining myself, yet not detailing those feelings and emotions, and correctly assigning them, I am trying to maintain a balance between feelings and reason.
Update: 20130118.1153

Today I try to get out three times a week or more. As a result of changes I made in my lifestyle, I have no anxiety or any symptoms of depression. Te current medication I am taking is 200 mg of gabapentin and 10 mg of cyclobenzaprine at bedtime.