Sometimes, and only sometimes, I usually take my camera and go for short walks.... Obviously, in these months, the best time is in the morning. The arrival of spring in Venezuela is synonymous with extreme heat and dryness. Suddenly the breeze cuts off abruptly, and the "filter" looks a lot like how Breaking Bad represented the areas of Mexico. A fine haze of calima (dust from the Sahara) whips across the horizon, yellowing everything in sight... The heat is unfathomable, undeniable; overwhelming. So I start this Sunday routine, with this experience...
Doing some exercise is a vital part of my life. From a young age, and especially during my late teens and early twenties, I had quite a period of gym, diets, workout routines and the whole fitness world. Then, along came motherhood, responsibilities and a bit of that vanity, faded away.... Now, life has taken me, through experiences, suffering and learning, I have valued some things; and brought back some things that should never have gone to the "memory drawer...".
I absolutely loved bringing these two topics into this post. That is, linking an extreme hot day, photography and my personal baggage as a woman who once was and did something closely related to sports and what I am now. So, life is also a review of what pulled at our heartstrings as human beings. What was foreign to me was recapturing the love for my body and taking care of it. I used to think that life cycles through.....
Foolishly, I misused the misnamed concept of "sacrifice". Thus, starting the vicious cycle debacle. Being unhappy, living with extreme stress and blaming others. These three characteristics, to a greater or lesser extent, are present in what we understand as "adulthood". And it doesn't matter where you live. IF that were NOT the case, there would be no point in being in this community. I mean, these windows are a breath of air to show our views and visions about what happens to us in our existences.
Disconnection. This is the key word to know how to improve in this life of ours. The harshness and cruelty of competition in all aspects, must be isolated and managed with the concept of abstraction. Forgive me if I read myself a bit complicated, but as I see it; if you don't do something for your body or for your mind; or both at the same time, you will end up bad.... In something I agree with "Rust" from True Detective (you have to watch this series, the first season; seriously watch it), the value we give to our existence is something very human; not nature's...
For that reason, if there is something we should hold on to vehemently, it should be passion. In my case, it's the little things. Without a doubt, photography is one. Art in multiple areas is part of my passions. Am I the best at it? Not even a little bit. But I appreciate, release dopamine and am genuinely happier to find in my memories those glimpses of beauty in the urban, in the everyday. One Saturday morning, I decide to go for a walk and send everything to hell. This time I need myself, and breaking what is boring and monotonous is mandatory. To live, to feel, to enjoy, to enjoy; those are part of my goals.
Photographs, art, story and passion. All included in this post; all property of my intellect. Thank you for reading.
