the things we don’t see
i like the alley better
world within a world
Sometimes I don’t like my Haiku, but I don’t have all night. School starts tomorrow for my daughter and I both. Things are about to get a little more hectic around here. I had to take 5 courses this semester so I can finish my Associates and transfer to another school to chase my Bachelor’s.
Halfway there. It hasn’t been easy. I had to take remedial math courses which slowed down my progress enough to force me to have to stay an extra semester over the 2 year limit. I’m proud to say that I have finally successfully passed all my math requirements. 4 classes later. I basically had to re-learn math from middle-school level on up Anyway. I hated it, and it was hard, but it’s over now. Moving on.
The thing I do to unwind and get away from it all is to grab the camera and roam the streets. I find little treasures like this all the time. I’d like to say that I am a huge fan of the artists who are displaying interesting and thought provoking images for people like me to enjoy. If any of you artists out there see your work on this blog, send me an email and I’ll send you a print. That might be a shot in the dark, but you never know who might be reading your blog.
Tomorrow I begin my last semester at Red Rocks Community College, my daughter will go to her first day of preschool in which Maizy (Penny’s mom) and I get to attend. A proper getting to know you session. Anyone who has ever gone to college and stuck with it knows that once those first classes get going the floodgates are open and you are on a deadline. It makes me anxious just writing about it. My advice for the youth of today would be to go to college and get it out of the way BEFORE you have children and get married. Trust me on this.
I’m taking a photojournalism course, so if any of you fellow photographers out there have any cool ideas that I haven’t thought of yet for a portfolio, feel free to drop me a line or comment on this post. (Yeah right, like any photographer is just going to GIVE me a great idea. Don’t you realize how many of us are out there? Think of your own ideas JERK!)
This isn’t a style I would normally post in, but I want to just write for some reason. Normally, I would try to keep it as short and concise as possible, because after the first few seconds they are gone anyway.
Yesterday I took a photo walk through Downtown, and it just seemed as if everyone was obliterated on alcohol. It was a prime opportunity to take some pictures of people who were clearly at their worst. I had the thought that the bartender’s must be over-serving these people or something. Hundreds of people were stumbling around the streets and behaving the way drunk people do: loud, obnoxious, opinionated, and overly promiscuous. It was just an unusually large amount of people bombed out of their minds. The whole thing just didn’t feel right. I didn’t want to get closer to these people. I wanted to run the other way screaming. So as street photography goes, the day was a bust for me. I just wasn’t feeling it.
I apologize in advance for this post. I hope you at least enjoyed the image.
The picture is awesome. Good luck with the start of a new school year and to your little girl! How exciting;)
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Sorry for the sad, but all too true, observation but love the picture!
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All the best for the new start! 🙂
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Great picture, good luck for the new term..MM 📷
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I enjoyed the image and can imagine your dismay at the crowd. Better luck next time!
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Gotta keep trying to be brave and just click away, I’m still too shy to get in their sometimes. Thanks for reading and commenting!
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I love the color of the graffiti against the dim and dirtiness of the wall and surroundings. It’s an emotional piece!
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Great comment. I appreciate the detailed feedback.
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No problem! You do great work! And hey, I figure if you are going to leave a comment – make it count!
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A good piece–followed you through to the end. You are, I’m quite sure, a much better student today than you would have been earlier. You got to this stage when you were ready for it and not before. Hang in there!
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What a wonderful and inspiring comment. Thanks so much.
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Thanks for the follow! I used to live in Golden, worked for railroad taking trains to Cheyenne. I often miss Colorado and look forward to visiting your blog.
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