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June 8, 2009
I took a vacation from blogging for those of you who might have noticed. It boils down to a lack of inspiration. My camera was breaking down, and my spirits with it. As a result, I haven’t been shooting much, and the point of this blog in part is to show what I’ve been working on lately.
Also, I feel like I need to reassess my relationship with the web. Honestly, it can be a real timeĀ waste you know? I’d rather be, taking pictures, instead of twittering, for an example.
If you want to know the truth, this whole web 2.0 business is overated in my opinion. I know some of you out there are going to straight up murder me for saying this, but its true. It’s a fad. MSN Messenger became myspace, became Facebook, which spawned Twitter, which will beget something else. Yes, they are good networking tools. But as my friend Dave say’s, coffee, sushi, and beer are networking tools as well. Probably better ones, more meaningful ones. Or at least more enjoyable ones.
Seriously, people should just do what they do, you know? If you’re spending more than an hour a day twittering, or blogging or whatever, you’re spending too much time away from whatever it is you actually do. Now, I guess if you dont really like what you do it’s a brilliant distraction. Me, I like pictures. So, I’m done here for today, and guess what? I’m going shooting!
And I love it.
Love Always
Adam
ps: everyone say Hi to my new camera, Nikon D. Sevenhundred. Sorry Canon, it was good while it lasted. I Love you, I’m just not in love with you.
wonderlust
April 7, 2009
Two years ago I got to travel around Europe for a semester and get school credit for it (lets hear it for Bible College!) I had technically been to Europe before, but I don’t really think traveling counts until you’re old enough to remember you were there. I was born In Riyadh, Saudi Arabia cause my dad was working in the hospital there. His job allowed us to travel a lot, which we did. I think my sister had gone through her first passport by the time she was 2. Or something. I’m foggy on the details, but I’m told we went every where. At a young age, traveling got in my blood. Ironically, because of traveling, Malaria parasites got in my blood as well. It’s a party in there.
I loved Europe, but I hated that it was a ‘school trip’. I love traveling by myself, or with a good friend. I love butchering my way through foreign languages, getting lost and eating bugs. Traveling just puts your life in a pressure cooker. It exposes you to new cultures, new experiences and new stories.
Tony, Dave and I were swapping travel stories over coffee this morning. Most of them involved getting mugged, attacked by rabid dogs, or contracting some tropical illness. They are the sort of stories you tell around a roaring fire, while passing a bottle of cheap scotch around. And it’s a beautiful thing. Traveling makes me feel alive, as opposed to just living.
I ended up spending half of yesterday plotting out what is sure to be the greatest Honeymoon ever. At first, I drew out potential Euro-Rail trips on an over sized map of Europe. But it quickly started looking like the next episode of the Amazing Race, which might not be the best for a Honeymoon. I turned to Greece, specifically The Greek Islands, and the dream was born…
A White washed, rustic apartment with grapevines growing up the balcony, which over looks the majestic Aegean sea…
Two, baby blue, rented Vespa’s ripping through the cobblestone streets of a quaint town before setting off for some inland exploration…
Lamb…
Feta…
Ouzo.
Oh God
So, I’m just giddy with excitement at the prospect of planning a trip. Expect a few posts about this. If you have ever been to Greece and have some pointers or ‘must see’s’ please, send them my way. It seems like it would be an amazing place for photography. It might be hard to make photography take a backseat to the honeymoon… but that’s my challenge.
Some shots from my last trip to Europe
1. Telescope on the Eiffel Tower, Paris
2. Doc on a lake at Taize, Southern France
3. Thousands of handmade butterflies strung from a Cathedral at the Iona Community, Scotland.
This is your life. Are you who you want to be?
March 8, 2009
I feel bad, I technically didn’t blog yesterday. It’s one in the morning, so I guess I’m blogging on the sabbath. I think that’s OK. WWJB?
I’m loosing sleep over what to do about this job. I have to be honest, I’m surprised there are so many people who think I should take the job. Did I mention it would make me miserable? Maybe I left that part out. Maybe happiness is overrated? Lets have a vote on that!
I’ve never really had much money you know. Nothing to speak of anyway. It’s really not that bad. Maybe I’m being idealistic, but I think I could do it. Dave Delnea told me that the photography Gods are testing me. I think he’s right.
I just love photography. Something about it just does it for me. You know how you say you ‘take’ a picture? I feel like Indiana Jones! Like I’m stealing back a piece of existence that would otherwise be forgotten about in The Temple of Doom!!
There’s a line from a Switchfoot song that has meant a lot to me. “This is your life. Are you who you want to be?” It’s simple, and its convicting. I always think about it when I know I’m not being the man I want to be. The beautiful thing is that all we have to do is choose to start being the person we want to be. The person we are meant to be.