Life

Snow!

It's a snow day in Atlanta! Around noon, the snow started to really come down and by 3pm, there were INCHES.

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Southerners like me look at snow with both fear and wonder.  Almost never do we get this large quantity and every time we do, the traffic goes cray cray. I was thankful to live close to work, and away from the highway so both Jeremy and I made it safely home and had some fun in the snow! Some people are actually still in traffic, like six hours later. Wow.

Art

Packaging

I am such a packaging junkie. The way something is presented and wrapped is a way for me to show people how much I appreciate them! This weekend I was perusing the clearance aisle at TJ Maxx and I found a bunch of crafting papers and I fell in love. This vintage-ish floral paper just seemed right when I wrapped this little gift. The little shiny silver stickers.. gosh I almost want to keep this.

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Whenever I have time, I love to indulge in packaging gifts in a way that make people smile. And I’ll admit, while I may say “go ahead and tear it”, I take secret pleasure in watching people try to open the packaging gingerly because it’s pretty. :)

General

Throwback #002

Reprocessing this old photograph for Throwback Thursday editing stirred up something. This photo was taken in 2009, the week of July 4th. We were up visiting family and had just two days in majestic, gritty New York City.  We rushed everywhere and I remember scarfing down Nathan’s hotdogs and admiring the organic way the city pulsated with people and cars and noise between the concrete, glass and scaffolding. I haven’t been back since and I really want to go after spending five minutes with this photo.

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Photography

Throwback #001

What, you’re tired of everyone doing throwback Thursday? Well too flippin’ bad! I have another variation for you. I’m going to dig through my archives, pick a photo from my distant photographic past, and process it with the skills I possess today.  :)

I took this photo mid October 2008: over five years ago! This was back when I was really into macro photography and japanese stuff. Actually, I’m still into that stuff. :) I found some star paper, glitter, and an old CD and challenged myself to match the skill and style of my deviantart idols.  :) I still love this photo. It’s my wallpaper again!

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Life

Guilt and Inner Monologue

It’s no secret that I subscribe to and apply the life and finance techniques prescribed by Ramit Sethi. Last week, he posted an article that just smacked me in the face. Really hard. Funnily, it had nothing to do with money.

It was a reminder as I walk into 2014, that my biggest critic is me, and the critics that do exist outside of my own mind are just people with small visions and shoulders laden with fear. I am an unknown when I do things that don’t fit into their worldview and it is human nature to approach the unknown with fear, cynicism and mistrust. I do not owe them any of my guilt nor should I allow those emotions to impact me, even when “them” is me, and “those emotions” are mine.

It’s taken about 10 years for me to be able to look back on my life and gain this perspective about what impedes progress. I hesitate to call it wisdom but it is, at the very least, an understanding of the truth. This little bit from the article sums it up.

Yes, you ARE responsible for being stuck. No, it’s not your mom, or society, or the heteronormative patriarchal bonds that hold you down. (Do they have an influence on all of us? Of course. Can we control them? No.)

But you can control one thing: yourself. This might be uncomfortable to hear, but it’s true.

—How to stop feeling guilty

I used to subscribe to the idea that where I was born, the culture I was from, the family I had, the friends I didn’t have, the “heteronormative patriarchal bonds” that the article was talking about were keeping me down. And there was so much guilt associated with it. I felt bad I was secretly dating my friend, the white guy, instead of naturally wanting to pursue a successful man from a “good”, in-culture family that my parents would like right away. I felt guilty when my core wanted to be completely financially independent of anyone when I felt like the opposite was expected of me. I felt guilty that I didn’t want to seek education for the social status it would bring me. I didn’t want a second degree until I knew that I really wanted to increase my knowledge and influence in a particular field that way instead of doing it as an no-thought addon to my undergrad. I felt guilty for wanting to live alone, to be completely independent, to want to know that kind of freedom. I felt guilty for pursuing a business on the side that wasn’t very technical with unimpressive beginner results and not something worth bragging about.

I did all the the things I intuitively wanted to, eventually, but I could have done them better, earlier, more happily if it weren’t for my guilt. And in fact, I wouldn’t have done any of those things if I really chose to believe everything I thought about myself and my circumstances. And none of that was anyone’s fault but my own.

I blamed my parents, my friends, my society, my upbringing, and everything else for a while for why I couldn’t do certain things. It was the easiest thing to do, required no action, and no introspection. I would then turn around and blame myself by deciding that I was bad at everything and I deserved what I got when I felt like I failed. They’re paradoxical, those feelings. You believe the world is against you, and that you don’t deserve to be in that position and then turn around and look in the mirror, disrespect yourself, downplay your abilities, and rationalize that the walls around you exist because you’re not worth more. This too is just unchecked emotion, no action or introspection required.

It was nice to be refreshed on the topic of personal responsibility. You have more power to change things for yourself than you think you have to align your world to your needs. Being aware of that truth is enough of a foundation to start scrutinizing why you believe the things you do about your “limits”. I’m not nearly as impacted by guilt as I used to be. When ‘expectations’, especially external ones, don’t match up with my personal desires, I give myself a moment to contemplate that disparity. I allow myself time and space to think about why I want certain things and why others want certain things from me, and for me. I make better decisions for it, and I gain peace regardless of the outcome. I don’t respond angrily, I don’t throw up walls and emotionally run away. I pick my battles now, and I don’t engage unless I have something at stake worth fighting for. It’s really empowered me in a way that 10 years ago, I wouldn’t have even thought possible.

“If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.”
― Sun Tzu, The Art of War

I keep it in the forefront of my mind, that all my true enemies lie within myself, and that I can win if I remember who I am and who I am as my own enemy.

Anyway, shoutout to writers everywhere for stating the obvious for people like me, on a road like this. It’s important to maintain that internal locus of control, to give other people the chance to see it your way, to be patient with yourself and always look forward. And I sure am looking forward to 2014.

Anyway, happy really late 2014 outlook post!

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Rain

Living in the state of Georgia is like having a bipolar girlfriend. When times should be bleary, dark and cold, she will suddenly provide unexpected sunshine to remind you why you love her. Two days later she’s as cold as the surface of Mars and you have no idea what you said or did to deserve it. I love her anyway.

2014-01-10 08.55.37I make Jeremy wait in the morning when he gets in the car if there’s pretty condensation on his windows. I have to whip out my iPhone and contort myself into uncomfortable angles and control my breathing so I can get a steady shot in the dimmer light. I appreciate him not ever rolling his eyes, or checking his watch, or trying to hurry me. It’s pretty great and it leads to results like this!

Just For Fun

Thank You

This comic really struck a chord with me today! Numerous people have said these words to me and I have never had a good response. How could I even convince such a condescending person that I experience my world around me in greater detail than they ever will. Photography is how I preserve so many amazing memories, small and big joys, and my day to day because I sure don’t have the kind of memory that recalls details at that level! Thanks xkcd!!!

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Photography

Snowflakes!

I know many of you out there are about to laugh at me but guys I was so excited to see the snow flurries this morning! I hate the cold, but snow with its tiny magical, symmetric, beautiful, fragile and impermanent flakes really excites me. I made Jeremy wait while I grabbed my camera and ran around his car in this subzero weather. These were the only ones that turned out. Next time I will wear gloves so my hands don’t shake!

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Photography

Time

I have to return the 70-200mm lens I had rented tomorrow. The weddings are over, and I won’t see it again til the next one! Jeremy bought me an awesome new camera bag for Christmas. It can hold everything, including two bodies, all five of the lenses I like to use for events, including the big white beast, the 70-200mm.

To break in the bag, we took a walk despite the cold, to McDaniel Farm Park. It;s one of the few places where you can check out some interesting birds and animals as well as enjoy the natural peace you can’t find in a typical urban park with baseball fields, loud children or numerous adults. We don’t frequent it as much anymore, with life just sweeping us down  many different paths lately, but it was still the same. Quiet, with little live treasures everywhere  to capture with my lens.

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I could barely even see these two from where i was standing.

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The day after tomorrow, it’s supposed to get down into the low single digits here in Duluth. That’s nearly unheard of! There’s also a chance of snow which for a good chunk of georgians means buying a years supply of bread and milk.

Jeremy and I are hoping to capture a few flurries, and in the event of an actual snow, walk to the park and indulge in some very rare southern snow scenes. :) WIsh us luck!