Having a hobby in portrait oil painting over the years people often comment to me things like, "Wow now I see what you were saying about her cheekbones." or ,"The dissymmetry of his jaw line". I tend to see things about faces that aren't obvious to the masses until pointed out. When I see a face or a particularly challenging landscape, I think to myself, how would I paint that? I don't have any big talent and I'm definitely not trying to sound haughty. It's just that yesterday's experiment provided the same kind of introspective experience. I saw things in my life that I hadn't previously acknowledged. Like, gee, I'm a really boring guy. Miss Feva said, "I need to stop and look at things more. I'm inspired to carry my camera around instead of letting it sit on my shelf, just for this reason."
I went out of my way yesterday, to try and not do anything out of the ordinary. But occasionally I do. Like hiking in some truly beautiful tropical settings or maybe getting a waterproof camera case and taking you surfing with me. Hell, just some of the beaches around here respite with topless nubile tourists would boost my rankings considerably I'm sure. (Although thanks to Dave Pollard I did enjoy the highest hit count in my humble history. Hey, we gotta do this again sometime.)
My point is that anything to wake ourselves out of our sometime mundane habit that we call a life is a good thing. The introspection of self consciousness awakes us to the fact that we're alive. To quote a common cliche, "Nobody get's out of here alive." or maybe "On his deathbed, nobody ever said, 'I should have spent more time in the office'."
I truly enjoyed "waking up" yesterday; Reminding myself that I am happy and maybe I should go hiking more was a remarkably enlightening experience. Thank you Rayne for informing me of this event. Next time let's get some more sloggers involved.
Mahalo to all who participated or wanted to in spirit.
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