Some things when they break can shatter into a million there isn’t enough glue in the world to put this back together pieces or into a few repairable big pieces. Other times the shatter leaves the object standing but with holes or other damage like this close up shot of one of the windowpanes featured in this prior post. Life is like that sometimes – life can and does have its shattering moments and we all are impacted differently because even if the event may be the same, we in how we process things are all different.
There are events in life which make us feel as if we are broken into so many pieces that we will never be the same again and in truth, we never are the same again because of those events. Some broken hearts do mend but even mended hearts can carry tiny little scars. The loss of a loved one or a major illness most definitely leave marks on all of us. Some of us, changed though we may be, forge on while others sadly don’t quite make it. We wear the marks of our shatterings inwardly and outwardly. Some once outgoing people might withdraw slowly from the world while others, with that now crack in their veneer that once held them in, let their once confined spirits soar. Others hide or try to comfort their physical and psychological scars with makeup, medication, clothing, or drugs and alcohol.
But then some of us wear our scars proudly to proclaim that we went through something and we are still here kicking ass and taking names! Amputees take up skiing or dancing. Those who have lost loved ones start foundations in their names to raise awareness about what ultimately claimed them. I knew someone who after a heart attack took exercising to heart (pun not intended) so much that he burned out the motor of two treadmills walking daily on them. And then there are those who just go about their day to day living trying to make the most of each new day they are given while wearing their scars with nary a thought.
I have physical scars that I now can look at and comment “Oh that was a fun but dumb move!” but some of the mental ones I try to keep in their little box where occasionally I visit them or is it occasionally they sneak out and try to encroach upon my present. There have been some events in my life that shattered me but like this windowpane I’m still standing and I’m determined to keep on standing because while the shatterings have left their dents and dings, they do not control me. They might bring me down sometimes but I’m the one in charge here and I say onward and upward!
What’s that saying? What doesn’t kill you makes your stronger (sometimes I really question that saying) or at least makes for some interesting stories to tell over a cup of coffee ;) Stay strong everyone.
Like me, do you ever look at old abandoned places and wonder what they were once like when they were in their prime? I’ve often wished I had a time machine where I could go back in time to just view what they once were or in lieu of that (and much safer if you’ve ever watched any science fiction movies you know something always goes awry with time travel; those darn butterflies) look up the building online to find out its once upon a time. It amazes me how well built some buildings are that they are still standing in spite of wind, rain, time, vandals, and wild and crazy artists.
I think from now on when I explore an abandoned place I will try and get an address or at least the names of the surrounding streets so that I can discover the story of what it once was.
I don’t know when it grabbed me but I am so addicted to urban decay photography. I can spend hours wandering around abandoned places and finding the amazing in them. In this case I revisited an old warehouse that I had photographed just one side of a couple of years ago. Happily it was still there and hadn’t been re-purposed into anything else unlike it’s neighbor across the street which was now a new hipster restaurant. This time I walked completely around the building and discovered many of it’s wonders which I will be sharing with you.
This was one of the windows on a lower level which had been shattered into a spiderweb like pattern…ideal for the upcoming Halloween.
“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love – that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”
[Letter to Miss Eliot, Oct. 1, 1841]”
― George Eliot
As seen in a local park; a black-eyed Susan still growing and lifting it’s head to the…well, on this day it was an overcast sky. That just goes to show you that life finds a way to look up no matter the weather, temperature, or the color of the sky.
Sweet dreams ’til sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you
But in your dreams, whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me
Mama Cass Elliott
This weeks photo challenge is dreamy. Mentioning dreams…do you remember yours? Do you dream in color or black and white? Most of the time I remember mine and they are always in color; often as if I hit the saturation slider and pumped up the volume. But back to this image. I had pulled over into a parking lot at the park to take some photos of a big pile of leaves when I saw this couple sitting on a bench enjoying their time together. Not wanting to disturb their moment as well as wanting to get the big trees around them, I took the shot from a distance.
I processed this by loading it first into Lightroom and doing the usual adjustments of white balance, exposure, highlights, etc. which resulted in a nice warm autumn image. And I was going to leave it that way (turns out I have and will share that image later) until I saw this weeks challenge and I just knew this was the image for it. I used a preset called soft sepia portrait which made the image dreamy by reducing the clarity but also more desaturated than I wanted; it is called sepia after all. An easy fix by just moving the saturation slider to bring back some color until it was the way I wanted it…soft, slightly sepia, and dreamy.