In isolation we suffer, in closeness we blossom. And the grey area in between when we are technically together but miles apart can be the worst of all.
Out on the street you see function and dysfunction in relationships wherever you go. If you can connect to your fellow humans life can be beautiful, and if you can’t it’s a slog. So it’s always worth trying your hardest because the rewards are great and the alternative is shite.
I do not have much contact with many folk at present because I don’t have the capacity to do so and I can feel the effect it’s having on my wellbeing. Yes, people can be a pain in the arse and some are even toxic and to be avoided but life’s a lot duller without them. Don’t take your nearest and dearest for granted, every connection we have is precious and worth feeding and protecting…
Some people see dead people (well haley joel osment mainly) I see stories in the discarded objects I discover on the street. A splattered ice cream, matching abandoned sunglasses, a lost boot, a spliff munchie street party, a cryptic message etched on the pavement itself ..what or who was behind all of these things?
Let’s take the ice-cream. I see a middle aged unfit guy called Dean who’s been made to go on a healthy diet regime by his wife. Not because she cares but beacuse she’s punishing him for a prior indiscretion. She’s forced him out of the house to go jogging and in an act of defiance he stops at the corner shop and buys himself an ice-cream. Just as he is about to dive in he stops himself just before it touches his lips. No, fuck it, he’s gonna get fit for him, not her then when he’s ripped he’s gonna leave her, quit his job and become a scuba diving instructor. And so hurles he the ice cream to the floor. All caught up.
Yes I got all that from a dropped ice-cream. I have an insane amount of time on my hands at the moment. My body and brain don’t function correctly but somehow my imagination is still running on all cylinders.
But this is a game you can play at home too. Look at what you see in any of the pictures this week and imagine everything that happened to get them to that point. Answers in the comments. Best one gets an ice-cream.
“We must not see any person as an abstraction. Instead, we must see in every person a universe with its own secrets, with its own treasures, with its own sources of anguish, and with some measure of triumph.” (Elie Wiesel)
A few couples today as it’s good ole Valentine’s day. You see a lot of couples these days who dress alike or have somehow synched their looks. Maybe not intentionally but they have sub-consciously mirrored each other, a sure sign of compatibility and contentment. Or maybe they were attracted to one another because they looked alike? A tad narcissistic but whatever floats your boat..I ain’t judging. You have to find love where you can.
I found it and I ain’t ever letting go. My valentine is my lifeline, now and until the end of time..x
I chose this week’s images at random or so I thought but when I looked back at them today I realised there was a theme of mirroring running through them. These reflections in symmetry floated under the radar of my intended purpose which was to have no intended purpose. And yet I now see a correlation between them. It always baffles me that even when I have no intention to group photos together my brain is sub-consciously ordering them, connecting them to each other, finding design in chaos. So who am I to get in the way?
