ClarifiedChaos77

We sat on the Earth, watching the moon shine brighter with each passing moment. A serene wind blew our troubles to a place untouchable to human beings.  Words were whispered into the night between us. Our eyes met briefly and, in that moment, I knew we would last forever. I never understood how one moment in time could be ineffably pure - how a second in time could be emblazoned into someone's mind forever because of its flawlessness. I did not understand until yesterday, that is. It's funny the way insight never comes until one experiences that which is not understood. I suppose it's just the way this world works. Every day that passes bri

Life is similar to the ever-changing winds of the Earth. A few years back, I would never have imagined that I would be the person I am today. There are many things I would never have guessed. For example, three years ago I would not have pictured myself getting a tattoo of Cody's name around my ankle tomorrow. Here I am, however, three years later, planning to do exactly that. The Tattoo will be Cody's name in Greek with a tiger connecting his first and middle name. I'm going to post a picture of my own sketch. (NOTE: This will NOT be what my tattoo looks like. I drew this, and as you can tell I am no traditional artist.) No one is allowed t

I'm not quite sure why, but I feel as if I have nothing of interest to photograph in my small town. I just cannot find anything awe-inspiring to capture as of late. I know I am not the only person who has suddenly felt like the place they reside in no longer has many photographic masterpieces to offer. Perhaps I just need a little motivation and inspiration. My lack of interest worries me a bit. This coming semester I'll be taking a commercial photography class, and I wonder whether my photographs will be good enough to get me a decent grade if there's no feeling behind them. Hopefully my views will change by then, and my little town will p