A Visual Story

Today’s Word of the Day Challenge was Timeless. Besides the fact that I wanted to take a break from the story – I thought that the best way to sum up the word was with an image.

I’ve been super tempted to get my camera out lately, but there’s just no scenery here in my town. My son and I were talking about that the other day. He reads a LOT, and he was telling me he read something recently that talked about planning and architecture, and how larger cities these days are being constructed not only to pack people in like sardines, but to create the illusion of imprisonment – so that people are more inclined to ‘comply’.

I think the word he used to describe today’s architecture (in cities where they are simply trying to house more people) was ‘barbaric’.

I don’t know if that’s true, but I do know that he reads a heck of a lot more than me when it comes to ideas about what is happening to society these days. And I also know that my city gets me down sometimes because all you see is concrete.

I guess what I’m getting at is that when you look at nature – the ocean, the mountains, the desert, and so on – you get a view of something that’s timeless. Nature never really ages or gets old. It may disappear, like it has (somewhat) in my city, but without human interference – I think that nature would only improve. It never needs refurbishing, or a new coat of paint – it stays beautiful all on it’s own.

I don’t know. Just something I thought of when I saw the word timeless. That being said, I found a photograph that I loved on the internet- and this is my rendition. I think it looks pretty timeless. One of the definitions I found was “having no beginning or end : eternal,” and I think that nature is about as eternal as we’ll ever get here on earth.

Anyway, if I remember correctly, I believe the actual photograph was taken in Wales – so if anyone actually recognizes it let me know. I’d be curious if you did. I need to work on my highlighting and shadows – which is why the sand, the grass, and the rocks are so basic, but I think it does the trick. It was an all day effort – and I’ve had enough.

I guess my visual story turned out to be pretty wordy here, haha! But I think I’m done. So, that’s about all for now.

Thanks for stopping by… I hope you enjoyed the illustration!

“Architecture should speak of its time and place, but yearn for timelessness.”

Frank Gehry

Picture Perfect?

Have no fear of perfection. You’ll never reach it.


One of the reasons that I enjoy doing my series Life: From A to Z is that most of the time I’m not even sure what I’m going to write about. These posts are very spontaneous. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn’t. But, HEY, nobody’s perfect!

It’s usually either a great quote that I manage to dig up, or the content of my featured image that inspires me or helps me along. In the case of the letter “P,” it was the “perfect” quote (above) that helped me select my p-word; PERFECTION.

Good old enticing… titillating… and unattainable perfection.

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First of all, I want to say “Hello… it is good to be back!” Even if it’s only momentarily. For now.

It’s been a little over a month since I’ve been active here on the blog. In traditional time, one month is not long at all, but by today’s standards – with social distancing and another round of shut-downs hitting my area tomorrow night—one month can feel like eternity. Like everything else, my concept of time has been altered.

The phrase “riding the tide” came to mind when I was thinking about life being turned upside down. I’m not even sure if I’m understanding the idiom correctly, but the way that I’m visualizing it sure fits. And when I say upside down, I don’t mean that every single occurrence has been negative, gloomy, or tragic (although for some that might be the case). What I mean is that my life—like the lives of many others—has experienced a major, and quite uncomfortable “shift.” It’s like we were beamed up by some kind of sci-fi light and transported… from a time when things were like that, to a time where things are like this. Life just isn’t the same.  

I was thinking back on my drinking and partying days (way back when it was still happy and fun, that is), and even on the days when I worked in the real estate industry, when the market was rising at warp speed and property values were skyrocketing. I was whooping it up and spending money like it was raining from the sky (or growing on trees). In times like that, there was a gut feeling that I always had… way down deep. An omen of impending doom, perhaps? Something inside of me just knew that if things kept going the way they were going, or if I kept behaving the way I was behaving, a CRASH was imminent. Well, the market DID crash. And so did I. Right down the chute to the rocky bottom.

I think that we all have that internal warning system, even though some of us are really good at ignoring it or even playing chicken with it. Remember that game? Anyway… I started thinking about what’s gone on, and what is still going on, and I had to wonder. Did anyone ever have gut feelings that something like this was going to happen? Did I? 

Maybe it’s my old self-sabotaging self that always expects bad things to happen, or just feels that they inevitably will… but I have to say that there have been times in my life when things seemed to be going far too good. That’s usually when I would hear the alarm, sirens blazing and my gut letting me know that when something (life) seems too good to be true—it probably is.

Maybe those internal alarms that are built into us humans aren’t always warning us that life is going too well, and so something bad will inevitably happen. Maybe those gut instincts are telling us that something HAS to happen—something that will shake (or wake) us up—because, just like what happened in my old drinking, partying and over-spending days, sometimes we need something to make us see that we haven’t really been living… we’ve just been riding the tide. Going with the flow. Complacent.

I don’t know. Just a thought.

On another note, I’ve missed everyone. I left for my sister’s house a month ago with every intention of returning once I got home, but life had other plans and I needed to spend time offline and focus on school. Three more weeks and I’ll be on winter break, then three more classes next semester and I’ll finally have my Bachelor’s degree. Yahoo!!

I’ve been doing a lot of new things, and one of them is sewing. My bed has been swallowed up by pillows that I’ve sewn covers for, and there is barely room for me in there anymore. I do love my photographs and art, but I have to say that sewing something and then holding the finished product in your hands is one of the most awesome feelings ever. And speaking of photographs and art, I created the featured image from an old photo of my son surfing—a little symbolism there, I suspect. The contrast and darkness in the wave that is going to crash makes me think of a journey into the unknown. It can be scary in there, but there is always something to be found in it.

That’s about all for now. For those of you celebrating, have a wonderful Thanksgiving…

Peace & Love!