Creation, Melodies and other things that make your heart flutter...

Rui stoking the fire.

Moving car, landscape shot. I quite like landscape. There is a certain nuance to a moving landscape photo that is composed haphazardly yet somehow captures quite well the grand scale of things.

Taihape jaunt. On our way to Auckland from Wellington after Chris' (pictured here) 21st.

There is something about Pylons in the country that captures my mind. The somewhat contrasting way in which the landscape and the Pylons interact, I find aesthetically pleasing.

Coffee with friends. Another creative attempt.

The view from my window, once upon a time.

At the moment I hardly ever look our my room window, except when I open it. There's nothing to look at, except a damp brown fence gathering moss in the shadow of the house. My room is down stairs and at the back of the house.

The last two rooms I've had have both been at the back of the house as well. Actually come to think of it the one before those two was at the back as well. This picture is from the lounge of the flat I stayed in two rooms ago. It had just rained, early June. Winter had just arrived, but it her arrival was not abrupt. We got to eased into it.

I quite like this photo. For one, I can't remember how I edited it, but it looks good. The colours, the light, the winter morning sunshine after the rain.

I liked the view from my window, once upon a time.

Exist.

I tend to wonder what all my musings add up to. Like, in the greater scheme of things, how much do MY thoughts matter? The only conclusion I can come up with is, that its for my own SANITY.

I'm continually chasing the answer to what it means to EXIST.I'm not sure what this means. Probably another age old stab at, "What is the meaning of life?"

Hmm...

Not much success there it seems. I say there's been no success because if someone found it, they probably would have told others, and if it was true there'd be a whole lot more people content with their lives... But, then again I might be painting with the wrong brush.

Let me try again...

Who is to say that Hunter S. Thompson's (HST) dope induced lifestyle, was not an example of existence? To exist is to have actual being. There is definitely a difference between those who DO and those who persist to BE. Despite his eccentricities HST persisted to BE in a way that upheld justice, especially when the law was misused to bring the innocent down. That might be somewhat of a 'fluffy' description of HST, but it is evident in his writing and what he stood for. Despite his dope habits HST persisted to BE.

I'm also drawn to the examples of Martin Luther King, Jr., Mother Theresa and Nelson Mandela. I like it how Jack Kerouac puts it, "Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion." Somehow whenever I think of these people, I get this kind of impression. They have somehow transcended all trends and fads and popular opinion. They EXIST beyond the need for their identities to be defined by those parameters that make up popular culture.

Hmm... Perhaps...

I should probably read some Kierkegaard and Dostoyevsky and get back to you...

From way back...

I took these photos about a year ago. These are actually the first ones I took that got me into photography and film. There is definitely something about capturing a moment that continues to propel me into finding ways to express something creative. Creativity for creativity's sake I have no dream to become a famous or well known photographer or even to do it professionally, the same goes for film. I'm just really in love with the process of expressing something.

why not illustrate your own story?

An expression. A thought. A prayer. A reflection.

When I die... what will my story look like?

post-it note?

I did intend for this blog to be about my SLR adventures, but like all things change just seems to happen.