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Giant Pineapples On the Road

20 March, 2011 Sunday // Art, Life, Resources, Icons, Photography

iconChaac, the Mayan god of rain, has split the dam of the heavens over Los Angeles. It has been pouring on and off all day, since very early in the morning to now, evening. I love the rain, the sound and feeling of the earth washing clean are beautiful to me. But my heart also sickens to think of all the pollution that is swept into the ocean, the wastes of our urban civilization. This year has been unnatural in the amount of rain we have been receiving, but it is all for the best, since California has a water problem. How often does it rain where you live?
I cannot believe it is already the end of March. I think it has something to do with how busy I was this past week, but each day really did fly by. I know I write a lot about time and various sentiments I experience at specific moments, but it is what I like to write about the most—the quiet introspection. It calms me down and serves as a bookmark on a single page of my life. And when I say it here, it is helpful for me to see the post in the future and compare myself then.
To be honest, I am at a slight loss as to what I should discuss in these posts. I have never fancied calling this section of my website a “blog,” as much as “updates” (but I get shat upon by others if I say that :P ). I find many of the topics I could possibly talk about have already been blog fodder for others, not to mention topics I myself have commented on those very posts. I find no reason to repeat myself and when I do think of something (usually away from the computer, so I am not at liberty to immediately open up a page and start typing), by the time I get home, I change my mind because I dislike putting up half-formed thoughts that lead to a darkness I have yet to make out. Perhaps I shall come up with a list of things that interest me and see what I have to say about it, and what you may, too. ^^ Hmm…the environment, music,—ah! Right, for once, something I thought of earlier that is still valid.
I was taking a quiz on Blogthings, when I was given this question: Which would you rather live without—laughter or music? I mulled and mulled over that question and ultimately, it was the deciding factor in not completing that quiz and moving on to another. I would very much like to hear your answer or rambling thoughts. I still have not decided, because I think both objects are so delicately precious. One thing I thought of is, a deaf person cannot hear either, but they can see laughter and watch instruments playing. A mute person cannot laugh or sing but he or she can hear others’ laughter and music. A blind person can hear both but do not see the scene associated with them. I love laughing and I am a very humorous person, in the sense that I consider myself funny (not always, but I’ve got some funny bones under my skin) and I appreciate the humor of others. I am also a musician, bred since I was very young to enjoy, to play, and to sing music. I cannot imagine my life without music, but I also cannot imagine my life without the moments which made me cry tears of mirth and feel like my sides were going to split any second from laughing so hard. Of course, I would hope I never have to come to a point where I seriously have to make a decision between the two, but it is an interesting notion to entertain. Even the most bleak stories have a shred of one or the other and even the most tragic lives witness the presence of one or the other.
Regarding the title of this post, I was driving on the freeway last weekend and looked out the window and saw one of the many palm trees that dot the LA landscape. It was of the fat variety which look just like enormous pineapples. I now leave you with my latest art and new resources. :)



So Real, It’s Surreal

9 July, 2010 Friday // Art, Life

iconWhat is truly frightening to me sometimes is how fast my literal timeline is flitting by, yet how slow my personal clock is ticking. There is so much to accomplish, so much to realize, and so much that is hinged upon what I do this summer that the metaphysical stress of it all is strangely, putting me into regression. This is bad. What I need to do for myself is…go through everything, one by one. The daunting part of this is that I know I won’t be finished until next year. I have probably lost most of you here; I will explain in a second (maybe not). The single importance that this period of my life as a student has, has been pummeled into me so many times, I am stuck on repeat and getting nowhere. I am also extremely tired of comparing myself and comparing numbers, just numbers, only numbers, those damn numbers. There are thousands of others in the same boat as me, just holding their gait differently. And just like life always is, there are many who happen to be luckier than me, and many who are less luckier than me. I personally know people from both pools. Then there are people, who are luckier than me, but by their own personal choices, have brought themselves to lose some of that luck, only to realize it now, and in the spirit of sudden regrets pour forth a string of denials. I know one person who is so. All I can do is focus on myself, and I hope I can sincerely do so, with minimal mistakes.
All right, so in the span of a month, I’ve been to Disneyland, gone to the beach twice, started grueling SAT prep (for which I am leaving in an hour and a half), went up to Santa Barbara, and possess a shitload of photographs of fireworks, from two different occasions. Right. I’ve hyperventilated about renewing my domain (naeolia.net) and my hosting, which is supposed to expire today. Which brings me to note, today is July 9th, 2010. Last year, July 9, 2009, I bought this domain and set up Naeolia on its own platform. So happy domain anniversary. My host is going through some business issues, but the important thing is, for the time being of about a month, I’m hosted. I think you and I can both sense a S-H-I-T down the line. Deal with that as it comes. I was originally going to post some photography and an inkling of resources, but now I feel drained and slightly neurotic, so I’m going to leave you with the product of my last couple of days on Photoshop. Beautiful Tiiu Kuik in an experimental piece. Tell me what you think.