#Ideastory: Artist of Reality
He’s an artist of reality.
He shoots
seconds after the shutters click
when people aren’t posing anymore.Only with his eyes.
He’s an artist of reality.
He shoots
seconds after the shutters click
when people aren’t posing anymore.Only with his eyes.
Going solo is a constant journey of self-discovery. I started mine with a movie ticket for one. A friend said she’d never do that. Then she surprised me.
You had a gift for me, you saidAn excuse to see me again over the weekendAnd continue the conversation thatDespite our careful carrying of our respective dignitiesSloshed over and spilled into crazy laughter, often. I thought back to the day priorA quick coffee turned six-hour un-dateCostume trials at a movie…
A friend shared a pic of a poached egg and it began a conversation about food I never thought I’d be in. I am learning that food is so much more than fuel.
Are you chasing compliments, dodging insults, fighting defensively? Are you building your identity propped on someone else’s kudo? Compliments are not about your feelings or you, at all.
Morning began with a text from someone I thought I had blocked. “Did you just dial me by mistake?” Eyes still sleep-logged, I thumbed through the unfamiliar basic phone I’m using in lieu of my flash smartphone (lying at the workshop for repair). Damn. He was right. I don’t remember if…
You take a look around and mentally divide everything you see in half. You color code, (all in your head of course) what’s indisputably yours and what’s their’s. And finally, you get to what’s yours collectively and groan mentally at the difficult conversation you’re going to endure. They’re very likely…
And you became the artist that could capture him 🙂