Sunday, December 27, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Hurting
My heart hurts with sadness, anger and disappointment.
I trusted her. I loved her. I worked my ass off for her so she does not have to go through what I went through. How could she do this to me. Most importantly how could she do this to THEM! ... Them who have been working their butts off for us to have a some-what descent life. Them who love us, care for us and trust us to be well brought up citizens. How could she...
My heart was broken tonight. When I saw my mom cry, the one woman I love the most in this world, my heart shattered in pieces. I have lost all trust and respect for her. Who knows if I'll ever see her the same way again.
How could she.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I want an AVATAR!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Why sacrifice the present to the future..?
“Gentlemen, why in heaven’s name this haste? You have time enough. [...] Ages and ages lie before you. Why sacrifice the present to the future, fancying that you will be happier when your fields teem with wealth and your cities with people? In Europe we have cities wealthier and more populous than yours, and we are not happy. You dream of your posterity; but your posterity will look back to yours as the golden age, and envy those who first burst into this silent, splendid nature, who first lifted up their axes upon these tall trees, and lined these waters with busy wharves. Why, then, seek to complete in a few decades what the other nations of the world took thousands of years over in the older continents? [...] Why, in your hurry to subdue and utilize nature, squander her splendid gifts? [...] Why hasten the advent of that threatening day when the vacant spaces of the continent shall all have been filled, and the poverty or discontent of the older States shall find no outlet? You have opportunities such as mankind has never had before, and may never have again. Your work is great and noble; it is done for a future longer and vaster than our conceptions can embrace. Why not make its outlines and beginnings worthy of these destinies, the thought of which gilds your hopes and elevates your purposes?”
James Bryce was a British jurist, historian and politician who felt the call of the western frontier in America and became a leading voice of the times, and later became the British Ambassador to the United States.
It seems that, at the time of this writing, there was an overwhelming feeling, almost a depression, about the lack of an unknown frontier in the west. Part of the excitement of living in this era was the existence of large areas on the map that were unexplored. And part of the American Dream for many was to be able to get ones’ piece of the pie that was up for grabs for entrepreneurs. This American Dream philosophy still permeates our endeavors in the modern times. From those who cling to lottery tickets to those who bury their noses in their work, we are all striving for something better, sometimes at the expense of truly enjoying what we have in the present and what we may have in the future.
"Truth is not limited to time and space it is eternal and can be applied to nations as well as individuals." This bit of wisdom should echo through the humand mind, corporate board rooms, and the halls of congress. It is sad that so many did not listen to him, as the day is fast approaching when our govenment is going to open vast tracts of public lands in order to use the resources they comtain for renewable energy projects. Ken Salazar has as much said so in his March 2009 address to the Senate Committe on Energy and Natural Resources (”On Energy on the Public Lands and Outer Continental Shelf”). There is a fox guarding the henhouse while the average American is distracted with the economic crises and the many wars we are waging abroad. The special interest groups will have their way unless we speak up and object to the wholesale giveaway of our land. They will not be satisfied until every river is polluted, every mountaintop blown off, every drop of oil is squeezed from shale, every ounce of minerals are plucked from the earth, and every tree felled.
I feel the most poignant sentence is “You dream of your posterity; but your posterity will look back to yours as the golden age, and envy those who first burst into this silent, splendid nature…” He practically predicts the future.
p.s. Go Project Earth! :)
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
I think that possibly, maybe I'm fallin for you...
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Waiting.
I've been patient for far too long.
I need a sign or else...
I'm moving on.
I need a change...I need a sign...I need something!
I have become annoyed by you.
waiting.
Oh how I hate waiting.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Photographs that transcend but do not deny their literal situation appeal to me


Creative photography creates new compositions by altering reality in an obvious manner. Or like Ansel Adams would put it: "Photography is more than a medium for factual communication of ideas. It is a creative art."... All photographs are there to remind us of what we forget. In this - as in other ways - they are the opposite of paintings. Paintings record what the painter remembers. Because each one of us forgets different things, a photo more than a painting may change its meaning according to who is looking at it.
Photojournalism can be defined as photography intended, in conjunction with text, to convey information about a topical event or events... But to me it's like A.A would put it: "In my mind's eye, I visualize how a particular... sight and feeling will appear on a print. If it excites me, there is a good chance it will make a good photograph. It is an intuitive sense, an ability that comes from a lot of practice." :D If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn't need to lug around a camera.
It's weird that photographers spend years or even a whole lifetime, trying to capture moments that added together, don't even amount to a couple of hours. There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer. There are no rules for good photographs, there are only good photographs. While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see. Some people hate cameras. They are so much more sure than they are about everything.
It pleases me to take amateur photographs of randomness....but I think a photography class should be a requirement in all educational programs because it makes you see the world rather than just look at it. ;P
One day I wish to be like Ansel Adams =)
"Some photographers take reality... and impose the domination of their own thought and spirit. Others come before reality more tenderly and a photograph to them is an instrument of love and revelation."- Ansel Adams















































