My Pictures

Everything sucks today

To some extent, I can’t believe something so beautiful is right outside my house. I also feel like this is some sort of secret other people wouldn’t understand. It feels the same as some of the beautiful music I don’t think other people like.

My dream is to have someone by my side who can see the beauty in the sky. I don’t want this to be my secret- i want to share it with someone.

I guess a close friend would be good enough. I want something like the feeling I just lost. Maybe that was more than a friendship.

This picture is a pretty bad representation of the manga hut I did really like it. The main character is essentially a butch, or even just a masculine woman. She spends most of the comic facing sexism and seeking fulfillment in her own way, and the last teeny tiny bit is her falling in love with her superior, inviting difficult questions about the masculine face she had created. Being a female knight was hard enough, but a female knight who marries her superior? A terrible place to be.

What makes a photo good? What is the art of photography?

An artist shows the world in their own perspective. They capture an image only their eyes could see.

While a subject of a photograph could be underwhelming, a photographer chooses the angle, distance, framing, and focus of the photograph.

That’s all I know. Maybe I’ll learn more as I continue taking photos.

This webcomic is very good. First, it has several women pushing against traditional roles. The romance between the male and female lead questions what love really is: are they together out of obligation? Where do their feelings come from? Later, they consider inequality: what happens when one partner is giving their all while the other partner appears emotionless.

It reminds me of myself. I cannot give my all to a partner. I can’t cling to someone. At least, not yet. But being that way would leave my partner feeling insecure.

I love this photo. I took it, but I don’t know how much credit I can take for it. I picked the subject and the angle, but my camera decided the rest through whatever algorithms it uses to focus.

Taken in California near Yosemite- I was surprised to find similar flora to my home-state in Texas. Sure enough, California has cacti, succulents, yuccas, and agaves.

A statue of a medium-sized weasel. I thought it was hilarious that the species was specified that way. The statue was made to bring awareness to their dwindling numbers.

Many thoughts winding around in my brain. They are just now starting to settle. I want to paste the thoughts onto this photograph so I can see them all together. When I physically place them together, they will combine to create a narrative. Then I will finally feel secure on my position. I will have a physical item to view when I think about the weirdness going on.

Sometimes I come across something that gives me intense feelings of joy. This book was one of those items for me.

It usually happens with something new. Today, I don’t feel intense joy from this book. I don’t use it hardly at all. But I was so, so happy to play Zelda songs on guitar. It was amazing.

A good tree. There’s lots of good trees around, so it’s hard to pick which to take a picture of.