Today, I decided to take some photographs,where I usually go running everyday. It rained in the morning and that usually breeds opportunity to take some nice pictures. I wanted to explore my camera a bit and film some shots and try out some new things. I keep trying to find ways to satisfy my inability to deal with being stuck on long island. I don't know, If I am just trying to convince myself that long island is not as bad as it seems or if I am living in some lucid dream/purgatory . I am trying to deal with the fact that my future is not a second away, its not in front of me, its not even a given. What is in the cards is my ability to evolve my talents and really work on my projects, that I am trying to set in motion. I want to explore my mind more and more to create the art that will express the concepts I want to be depicted. I want my art to create the life, I have always wanted. everything I have been trying to generate for a long time. Coming to terms with that for the timing being, I will be stuck on long island. I feel extremely compromised but I think I am trying to make rational choices.
- To continue were I started, I want to discuss what occurred today, when I went for a walk to take photos of where I run everyday. Its an amazing run due to me running on the side of the highway by my house. The fleeting movement of the cars racing by is motivating. I love feeling the wind hit me from behind me as the vehicles drive pass me. Knowing that these cars are working to take someone to another event, back to their life, away from their life etc. I love not knowing the people who occupy the cars, it creates a sense of wonder for me. I can make up a entire story about them, even make up what they look and act like just from seeing their car. It's bizarre to see which cars, I choose to do that with, I like the idea of running forward and the momentum the cars give me to move forward. My computer is going to die- I will add more later
() Side thought= the consistent fleeting movement occurring in this environment.
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