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| ah, i'm finally posting up my 'hotel california' series and actually have some time to reflect a little on it.
so the the series was inspired by the famous eagle's song "hotel california"-- continuing from my nola experience
(from a few entries earlier).
i'm gonna assume that everyone is at least familiar with the song.
the song deals with addictions-- eh, not only to drugs but addiction to the world and how easy it is to be bought in by all the shiny, expensive things that this world has to offer.
i chose this project for my editorial class in which we had to tell a narrative.
i decided to depict a character traveling to an unknown destination. throughout her search/journey she's to let go a piece of her. the suitcase, shown in selective color, is with her the entire trip to symbolize this lifelong search we all have to encounter of finding our purpose here, the perfect job, the perfect family, the truth... happiness. yano, whatever.
of course being so critical of myself, i'm gonna re-shoot the entire series one day. as always, there are too many things i want to change, shoot differently, at different locations, um-- a proper model would be nice, and just a few other things and frames i wasn't able to squeeze in. it's about learning & growing. ah, it's only the beginning.
laura! hi, love. i keep meaning to put up pics of the new apt for ya. soon! promise<3
missyou&loveyou.
hotel california
"the world is yours"
"pearls"
"flower"
"shoes"
"what now?"
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| hi, i'm here.
been quite tied up these days with the move and (still) recovering from one of the longest quarters of school thus far.
but, i've been settling in quite nicely at the new pad and am much more relieved as of literally 4 hours ago when the school FINALLY posted up grades aaaand that i managed to get 4 A's out of the SIX classes i took for spring quarter.
4 out of 6-- whateverrr, i'll take it.
so basically for the past week that i've been on break, i've doneeeeee... nothing. haha.
and i'm not gonna lie-- IT'S AWESOME!!!
while ALL my friends are working 40+ hours a week--
my ass is sleeping in, cookin' up some breakfast, go out for a run, & chilllllllll.
but trust me, even too much of nothing will drive me nuts.
but, i only got this week and the following week after that, then back to square one.
so if you'll excuse me, i'm gonna enjoy being lazy & doing nothing while i can.
this is exactly my "year" plan:
10 weeks, 6 classes. -fall break-. repeat. -winter break-. repeat. -spring break-. repeat ONE MORE TIME!
theeeeeen, graduation!! omg, it's THAT close i can just feel it.
and that's it! (God willing) yano, i never like to plan ahead because you just never know what life is gonna throw at ya...
i'm not even sure why i'm soooo excited to graduate. uh, probably just the fact that i'll be done school FOR LIFE. yea.
and, that's about it. not really looking forward to working and such. hm.
btw! my website is finally up and running. well, it's probably the most crude & simple site BUT! for right now, i don't care--- my name has finally found a place on this god forsaken thing we call the internet. none of my new stuff is even up on it yet cause SOMEONE decided to steal my thumb drive a week before the class was over so i had to redo the entire thing........ ANYWAY! i'm telling you guys now so that at least you can bookmark it & see it evolve over time :)
snam
"even with you i'm all alone"
rip harry :(
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| we did it. we actually did it. we drove an accumulation of over forty hours with only listening to the radio--with the exception of usher's 8701 and a dance mix i made in the earlier part of the millenium so old it farted dust--. it was interesting, to say the least, to experience what would happen to your physche after listening to t.i. & j.t's dead and gone for the 4,745th time. just try to imagine your ipod shuffle playlist on 'roids.
but, don't worry, it wasn't as horrible as it may sound because...
...because then, there were these moments. these moments that are too rare in life. imagine a narrow two-lane highway, straight as a pin with no street lights whatsoever. enter one car, just one, with head-beams chasing the darkness in front of it all while the darkness behind is chasing it. windows down. pushin' 90. it's a bit scary at first, not knowing what may be waiting for you in the next couple hundred feet. but, then this comes on---
''on a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
up ahead in the distance, i saw a shimmering light
my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
i had to stop for the night............."
turned that shit up so loud it was like don felder and joe walsh themselves were playing one the sickest guitar rifts ever written right in your face.
and just like that, you're a free bird... flying through the darkness.
this is when music is something so much more than just music. an experience.
don't you find that life is at its best when it's not planned?
so anyway--
new orleans. never seen any place like it. it was everything i imagined and more. esp, the french quarter. the few blocks that it does take up is just saturated with so much fuckin' art; every bar/restaurant has live music pulsating from within that you can't help but to be drawn in; drag queens reign over and keep order in their designated corners, the food is one-of-a-kind, and just the entire color of the city is just a visual feast for the eyes. there are no rules and no one cares.
oh, but before i get into my nola pics... i have to give some love to the state of alabama!!!
i had NO idea why alabama was known as the beautiful, until i had the pleasure of driving through it that is...
 
a state so majestic that i truly felt like i was in the presence of greatness. for hundreds of miles i was in awe and blessed. i could only imagine what our forefathers saw to have called this state the beautiful. the clouds hung so low and far that the end really seemed endless. hundreds of miles of trees that lined the highway, and you can't help but to respect them for their resiliency and strength to still be standing after so many generations.
a world without color would be no world at all
 
 
 
 
without people, how would we love?
 
 
 
 
i love portraits because of how two people can see each other so differently.
 
a city as unique as its people and culture, i would absolutely choose to visit new orleans for a second time rather than go to las vegas for my first. simply because i don't gamble.
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