Recently I had someone tell me “I like your blog, it’s not like….about makeup and stuff.” And I remember that my face scrunched up a little and I stared at my fingernails with the kind of intensity that you can only achieve when you know exactly what you want to say, but you’d really rather not say it.
Nope, I don’t blog about makeup (or “stuff” really….I kinda just throw stuff on here and pretend it’s a cohesive train of intentions) but I can tell you that 60 % of the blogs I follow, they do. And while I don’t think I have ever really gleaned true knowledge from those blogs, it’s more because of the human disaster that I can be rather than a failing on said bloggers.
I admire them though, and the courage to put myself out there, out here, it comes from them. So no, you’re never going to read a blog post here about the best mascara to use, or if primer really is useful when it comes to anyones routine (seriously, is it? Someone answer this…), and I won’t even share the one and only time I tried to use a blowdryer and ended up smacking myself in the face and scorching my neck with what I consider inappropriate Mordor-level-heat. But man, don’t use my blog as an example of the “right” way to blog or whatnot. Because 1, my blog is an utterly inconsequential mess, and 2, there’s no such thing. If you want to blog about makeup, do it. Want to write about Thomas Paine’s ideas and his influence on the American Revolution, yes, right on. Not everyone’s going to like everything that’s out there, obviously, and this sort of rhetoric maybe only fits certain aspects of the blogging sphere, but when at all possible, build people up, don’t tear them down. Maybe, yeah? And now for more coffee….
I’ve been away from here for a good couple of days it seems, and partly that would be because of the roadtrip I went on, as well as recovering from said roadtrip. Me and the boyfriend decided to head to Colorado for a 3 days adventure, and while we pretty much spent a whole combined day driving (the drive from here in Northern Texas to where we were staying in South Fork was a underestimated 12 hours) it was a fun drive, and completely worth it for the time we got to spend exploring mountains, photographing small run down towns, and in general just enjoying the wondrous, gorgeous beauty of South-West Colorado.
I’m always looking to get better at learning how to use my camera, and while I think i’ve gotten better than I was before at shooting landscapes and architecture, I’m pretty terrible when it comes to taking photos of people. The gestures, the variations in the color of eyes and the tint in hair, I used to focus on these things when I would draw portraits (as it was my favorite thing in the world to draw, people and gestures) but since I took a break from drawing people to focus on mountains and expressive objects, I think i’ve forgotten how to focus my eyes on these points.
So, for the next couple of posts i’m going to be exploring color, gestures, movement and intensity, and how I can capture those things once again, behind a camera this time. This is also going to end up being a series of self portraits as i’ve yet to be able to convince my friends to step in front of my lens. Maybe I should start bribing them with baked goods?
In a little less than 2 weeks (May 14-24) me and my awesome friend Kat will be meeting for the first time ever (she lives in Norway while i’m currently residing here in Texas) and embarking on a 10 day adventure that will take us from a stay in NYC to a 5 day roadtrip through Maine-New Hampshire-Vermont-Connecticut- Rhode Island, ending in an exploration of Boston, Massachusetts. While we’ve handled all the logistics (flights, hotels, car rental, busses/trains ) we still have not much of an idea of where we’re going and/or what we’ll be doing….but that’s part of the adventure no? Just going somewhere, seeing what happens and where you’ll end up. I’m buzzing with excitement, joy and wanderlust and judging from our whatsapp messages, i’m thinking the feeling is mutual. Everything else in my life right now is a slight meltdown mess, but the chance to go on adventures like this keeps my head above waters, and the rest just boils down to my philosophy of “challenge it, deal with it or burn with it.” Keeps life interesting I think.
I don’t usually share the wonders I receive in the mail from my penpals, not because they’re not worth sharing (they always are) but because I feel like it’s akin to exposing ones warm skin to cold water. The letters I receive are usually pretty personal and I would feel odd displaying them on the web, but every so often I get something that literally brings tears of joy to my eyes and I just burn with the desire to share the loveliness, I actually feel slightly selfish that I’m the only one that gets to open something so incredible and bask in the fantastic worlds of a person who I can call not only my penpal, but my friend. And so, when I got this explosion of amazing in the mail yesterday, I spent a good hour just visually devouring everything, and then I sent a horribly rambly message to the sender, my friend Rutger from the Netherlands, telling him how amazeballs he is and if he could please allow me to share his art on my blog. I was granted his gracious permission and so, here it is. He wrote his letter in anglo-saxon runes (and thankfully included translation notes as i’m not quite fluent in them as he is, or you know, at all) and apart from the joy of decrypting his letter, he also sent 6 artworks of his. Mindblowing stuff, just. Really. His mind will never cease to be a source of inspiration for me, and apart from supporting my nutty ways, he is a wonderful dragon lord genius.