Not heading to Vegas but seemed appropriate and for whatever reason my head wanted to wake up at 3:30am to debate whether a man would rather lose all of his digits or his big (or perhaps not-so-big) digit Theon Greyjoy-style. The debate was set at a deadlock as losing the sense to touch things and touch pretty things with your penis seemed cruel. Thank you for the kind words on Monday.
No excuses (honestly I really wish I could have kept this journal because holy shit did I hit some emotional craters). Just these words that represent one of the last three papers I will write as an undergrad.
The topic is the phrase "every photograph is a self-portrait" and needed to be only a page long.
On a personal level I have lived
better in the last few years due to my experiences in the past.Having a traumatic head injury 13 years ago
locked me into a prison of reliance on others, unable to act out socially with
friend or emotionally with my wife and new child.Five years ago the abatement of concussion symptoms
finally rusted the iron bars of seizures and light-sensitivity giving me a
second chance at a productive life.Since that time I set myself goals in self-improvement, some large, some
small.The first stop was regaining the
ability to drive as my license was taken away due to the seizure spells.After gaining my picture on a Minnesota state
ID, I decided to inquire about hearing aids to enhance my social skills.Unlike my hearing aids worn in high school,
these brought out the songs of birds and my children’s voices as if they were
speaking to me for the first time.Lastly, my three and a half year journey to improve my financial and
professional worth will come to a close as of June 22nd, 2013.Graduating from college is a journey that
started as a high school graduate of Osseo Senior High gaining entry to Arizona
State University and realizing that money sometimes can knock our life’s course
off onto a different road.The phrase
“every photograph is a self-portrait” means to gather all of the experiences
plus the personality of an individual into their critique of an image.My journey through life thus far is not the
same as a person who may read this paper, much like my thoughts on a photograph
would be different than that of the same reader.
example, if I looked at picture of my family’s home and described its
surroundings, I would do so with pride as we have put a lot of work into our
house by trimming aging trees, replacing windows and siding, and put on a
brand-new roof.A person with financial
wealth may look at my home in disgust, pointing out how small it is with
splintered wooden beams in the entryway or the cracked blacktop driveway.Or someone who is poor and unable to afford
their own home may see it as an unattainable castle with perfectly lined bushes
guarding the basement floor.The
cash-strapped individual may also look at a picture of the backyard to see a
large half-acre of wooded land and marvel about all the space.Whereas the rich may turn their noses up at
the choppy, weed-riddled landscape and weathered shed that could use some
photograph is a self-portrait” is saying “this is how I view the world from my
perspective”.My recent experiences in
life have left a scar that I am proud of and will allow for growth in the years
to come.Because that growth my
perspective on paintings and other photographs now would not compare to that
angst-ridden person coping with the darkness of a head injury.Even the same person could (and should) have
two different opinions on a photograph at different times in their life.