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unded by the wrath of 34 mosquitos biting at my ankles and at my neck.</p><p id="fb69">I held the little figure and juggled it a little bit in my hand. How could I come back to myself? Where I didn’t worry each day, where I could feel happy, and I didn’t have the fate of the future grapple to me each day with metallic grip.</p><p id="fdaa">Who is the I? Who do I want to be? What are the places that are missing in my life?</p><p id="0413">It is indeed a shame, that we are not immortal beings. I definitely need more time to figure this out.</p><p id="865a"><b>Technical Comments:</b></p><p id="fff0">Lens: 16–80mm Shutter speed: 125 F Stop: 5 ISO 400</p><p id="f93b"><b>DAILY PHOTO EXPERIMENTS:</b> Day 1:<a href="https://readmedium.co

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m/a-week-of-mimicking-flowers-44e521d715b4"> A Week of Mimicking Flowers</a> Day 2: <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-optimism-of-a-watermelon-3c82dc298d8c">The Optimism of a Watermelon</a> Day 3: <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-white-flowers-that-danced-before-the-night-sky-95855c55ce2f">The White Flowers That Danced Before The Night Sky</a> Day 4: <a href="https://readmedium.com/a-celebration-of-procrastination-9abe3c248cc8">A Celebration of Procrastination</a> Day 5: <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-statue-that-looked-more-human-than-i-felt-cc49946f9f6a">The Statue That Looked More Human Than I Felt</a> Day 6: <a href="https://readmedium.com/today-i-made-a-tree-b65f76d4e288">Today I Made A Tree</a></p></article></body>

The Statue That Looked More Human Than I Felt

Notes from my daily photography experiments #5

Today I felt frozen, in one continual state. Unmoving. I didn't want to be here today. I felt the memory of old hurt, old pain. And the goals and dreams that I felt that I had left untouched.

As I placed this tiny statue on the ground in my yard, I marveled at how a figurine can look more at peace without blood and bones, than me, a real living person. I felt a constant stirring, an uneasiness today. Which was compounded by the wrath of 34 mosquitos biting at my ankles and at my neck.

I held the little figure and juggled it a little bit in my hand. How could I come back to myself? Where I didn’t worry each day, where I could feel happy, and I didn’t have the fate of the future grapple to me each day with metallic grip.

Who is the I? Who do I want to be? What are the places that are missing in my life?

It is indeed a shame, that we are not immortal beings. I definitely need more time to figure this out.

Technical Comments:

Lens: 16–80mm Shutter speed: 125 F Stop: 5 ISO 400

DAILY PHOTO EXPERIMENTS: Day 1: A Week of Mimicking Flowers Day 2: The Optimism of a Watermelon Day 3: The White Flowers That Danced Before The Night Sky Day 4: A Celebration of Procrastination Day 5: The Statue That Looked More Human Than I Felt Day 6: Today I Made A Tree

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