I sit here, at 3:23 am thinking and analyzing life. It might also possibly be because my bed is a god awful mess that Im avoiding cleaning.
I just had a good few hour conversation with Josh, about things in general I guess...
which always helps situations, but it gets me thinking about art, the meaning of it and what is acceptable I guess.
What is considered art, or even beauty these days?
Is it broken down buildings and homeless people?
Is is broken windows and reflections of oneself?
Or could it even be things that are happy and typically beautiful all around us?
Do we always have to make the small and ugly sides of the world seem beautiful in a photograph?
The answer is...there is no answer.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder...yes, overused phrase but I guess its true.
Even though taking photographs of sadness and "lost" things are typical these days, and just the ordinary, if you see them as beautiful, take it...make it what you want.
Because maybe, just maybe...people will then get the chance to see it through your eyes, even if it is for that one moment of time...that one click of the shutter and see it for how it is.
Just a general message to everyone who reads this...
life is too short, enjoy every moment, every second, every milli-second
you can never get back that time.
Enjoy everything that is offered to you, enjoy everyone around you...don't be close minded.
Because then, in the end...you would be the only one missing out.
Goodnight.