I know, another random, out of place, photo. But it has meaning for today. Today we officially moved out of the house and into a new one. Today it was a little bit harder because it was official. Also the man who bought the house turned out to be real, pretentious, asshole who doesn’t deserve the place, but whatever. I ran across this photo recently. This is the view from my bedroom window, which I used to wake up to every morning. That sun shined on my bed every morning and occasionally the moon would light my room too. It has been the frame for a lot of photos. I have spent a lot of time looking, watching, dreaming, and thinking out this window. It’s a great view and I hope it will continue to be appreciated. I took one last look out that window today.
This week we assigned an essay for Art History. We had to choose five works art from five different time periods, those being Ancient, Medieval, Renaissance, 18th-19th Century, and Contemporary/Modern. We then had to do a formal analysis of the pieces. I liked this project. Formally analyzing a work of art forces you to really look at the piece and everything that makes up the work. You pay attention to every little detail and instead of focusing on the subject, you focus on lines, lighting, brushwork, shape, and materials. You focus on the emotions that piece portrays and how you connect to it. It helps you to understand how to look at art. It’s a good practice to know.
I really hope I’m not the only one that gets this feeling or thought. Have you ever just looked at your significant other? Like really looked. I do that with Hannah. It comes at the most random times. I just look at her and all I can think is “Wow.” I get those butterflies in my stomach. Like the ones when you’re nervous or like you’d get around a crush or on a first date. I know it’s only been five months. But I look at her and I think of how incredibly lucky I am to be sitting across from her, looking at her. I look at her and see an amazing person. A person with a beautiful and inspiring personality. I look at her and see how incredibly gorgeous she is. I look at her how you would look at someone beautiful that you had never seen before. I look at her and my heartbeat picks up and I smile and I have to catch my breath. I think of how lucky I am to be loved by her. I think of the very first time I saw her and how I thought I’d never stand a chance with her, and here I am, sitting across from her, taking this shot and writing these words and I couldn’t be happier. And I realize how madly in love with her I am and I just smile even more. And all these thoughts rush up from just looking at her and all I can say is “Wow!”