visual journal. assignment fourteen.

some people think photography is not a real art. agree or not and why.

photography is not in the same exact realm as a painting to me, but it is a form of art. to be a good photographer you must be able to capture an image and change it to your own creative feeling. that is what makes you an artist. being able to create something to fit your own ideals.
photography does deserve space in a museum or gallery. for the people who work hard to achieve something, they deserve to be recognized for their work as well.

am i wasting my time

doing things that plainly make me happy? i feel like i should be more productive. all my friends are doing is chilling, playing games, and sleeping. i feel like i should be saving the world or something. i don't know.
OH WELL.

and vasa, i have NO idea what the journal topic was. )':

"Can we walk together?"
"I feel so ashamed..."
"Why? You did it out of love, I assume."
"And what did you do, out of love?"
"I ache... for who we were."

i love laying around all the time now. just spending time alone is so nice. but i just cant wait to disappear from everyone's life in total.

where

are you?

Well for kissing in taxi cabs, romance and resturants; for eating home-made dinners that took me too long; for your dark hair, dark eyes, and all your suprises; for the way that I run and Clark Kent I decided that I want you to be happy with whatever you do. And wherever you are I'll be thinking of you. I'm sorry, I'm an asshole, I said things I don't mean. Thank you for everything, I'll miss you, Lizzy G. And I do.


i just want to know where i'm going and where i'm ending up. that's all.
i'm thinking i'll go to farleigh dickenson. i believe that is in my heart where i want to go and where i am supposed to go. then after i believe i will move to italy. i'll be poor, but happy.

i really need to rearrange my room this weekend. maybe friday night? that might be perfect.

i finally

have something that has a hold on me.
i've never been happier.



....later?
it's true! i had a wonderful day, until work started. now tomorrow will be equally wonderful.
i feel so free. i don't need anything real right now. i'm back to my old self.
and i think i love life again, for a long time i've been dealing, and settling with what i was comfortable with. settling for what i already knew and what i already loved. but i need to be scared. i need to not know what is going to happen and where i'm going to end up. i'm ready for warm weather. i'm ready to fall in love with living. once this cold weather is gone, my heart will be back.

i've been going insane with photography lately. i'm not sure why i haven't developed or uploaded anything. but i'm going to soon enough! mrs. vasa will be so proud(:

continuing on...

everything is right. don't worry, i'm back for good this time.
i don't care about what my parents say, i'm going to farleigh! i have to. it's the place for me right now. i was happy there and i know i will stay happy there.
i had the best break ever, minus a two incidents... but they were both corrected. and everything is amazing. and i am thrilled with everything. the rest of senior year is bound to be amazing.

i've been shooting pictures like crazy all weekend with my camera. i have taken pictures of everything.
and with my project i think i'm going to make something out of it. something about loyalty/friendship, but not cheesy and dorky.

"Give me one friend, just one, who meets all the needs of my varying moods."
it's going to be a good one. my bigger project of the year. it's in my mind and i'm ready to make it. i've started sanding the wood for it at home.