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Sunday, January 24, 2016
For the Dazed and Confused
Lazy Sundays filled with listening to Vampire Weekend whilst drinking hot coffee and diving into books about modern art have instilled me with the inspiration to type out just what I have been feeling lately. Without further ado, here we go.
Lately, I've been stuck in my own thoughts more than I normally am. Bouncing back and forth within the four walls of my own mind, I've been trying to crack the code of what I truly want out of life. The only answer that I have come up with so far?
I don't know.
But do you know what else?
That's okay.
I'm the type of girl who enjoys the thrill of spontaneous adventures at two o'clock in the morning, but who also can't wait to be enveloped in the comfort of her own bed. I love to binge watch TV shows, but I also want to read for days at a time. I have aspirations to travel the entire world, but I can also be a bit of a homebody.
I have so many dreams that I want to pursue that I'm still unsure of what to place my finger on at the moment. Taking life on day at a time is one of the greatest challenges that I find myself continuously facing.
As much as I would love to have my life figured out by now, I'm also aware that that's not exactly going to happen. At nineteen-years old, I'm infatuated with the concept of having my future mapped out so that I have an idea of what is going to happen down the line. In order for that to happen, however, I need to have a solid grasp on what I want.
And right now, I'm not certain in what I want exactly because I want to experience everything.
I want to be able to live for myself. Do what I want, go where I want to go, and be who I want to without having to schedule my life around anyone else. I'm content with where I am right now, but there's also so much more that I want to get out of this short lifetime.
Dazed and confused is perhaps the best way to sum up my current predicament. I have a long journey ahead of me at such a young age, but I'm ready for it. I can't control everything and I will get to where I want to be in due time.
And if I do end up figuring everything out by some circumstantial one in a million chance, I'll be sure to let you know.
Artist of the Week: Jenny Holzer
Happy Sunday! I didn't realize how long it had been since I last made an Artist of the Week post. My apologies!
If I'm not mistaken, I think that I posted my last artist feature on Christmas Day. (Whoops!) No worries, they're back again with this week's artist, Jenny Holzer.
As a neo-conceptual American artist, Holzer's creations are fueled by political and social movements of her time. Working and living in Hoosick Falls, New York, she has also been a prominent voice among the artists for feminism.
Holzer, now 65-years old, has incorporated the usage of projection and electric lights in her art work over the years. Each piece, as simple as the words may be, entails deeper and vivid concepts for the viewer to grasp.
If I'm not mistaken, I think that I posted my last artist feature on Christmas Day. (Whoops!) No worries, they're back again with this week's artist, Jenny Holzer.
(Side note: I would have chosen a better picture of Holzer to include, but copyright infringement prevented me from doing so. *Sigh*)
Holzer, now 65-years old, has incorporated the usage of projection and electric lights in her art work over the years. Each piece, as simple as the words may be, entails deeper and vivid concepts for the viewer to grasp.
The large-scale artist initially started her work by leaving paintings and script around the city of Manhattan. Eventually, that led her to begin to create billboard pieces and the building projections, where her career really took off. Holzer has also put some of her pieces on vehicles, as pictured below.
To learn more about Holzer and to view some of her most cherished and powerful work, visit her website at projects.jennyholzer.com.
Monday, January 18, 2016
4 Major Things That Happen When You Stop Caring So Much
It’s inevitable - life gets rough. One minute you’re as happy as you’ve ever been, and the next you just don’t want to move. You either have incredibly high hopes or next to none, and either way you’re just as disappointed. But what happens when you learn to let go and simply stop caring so damn much?
1. You can find your identity.
For starters, let's observe the aspect of what happens to you as a
person. When the majority of you time is spent on taking care of other
people and making sure that their happiness is consistent, you forget to
love yourself and take care of your own needs. How can you grow and
live a prosperous life if you can't find the time to do things for
yourself? In the words of the wonderful television personality Tom
Haverford, "treat yo self." Take the time to relax in your favorite
coffee shop or park and do things that only you want to do. Write a book, meet new people, nap all day long - whatever it is, make sure that it's what you enjoy.
Life is such a wonderful experience when you truly take advantage of it. Rather than focusing on what to fret about, throw your cares on the back burner. Laughter, pain and adventure lurk around every corner. Seize the day, and find who you want to be.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Suck It Up, Buttercup
The past two weeks have been quite the whirlwind. Between
balancing life and work, I haven't found the time for much else. If you had
asked me one year ago what I would have been doing this past summer and this
winter break, I would have laughed in your face - because I'm currently a
dishwasher at a casino.
Simply put, I'm not exactly the "dishwasher" type.
I like to wear make-up everyday, I adore dressing up and I'm not exactly the
type of person that you would think to pick to do such a job. While I may be the
eclectic type with a variety within my personality, washing dishes is not
exactly my fortè.
After initially receiving the title of a dishwasher at my
town's local casino and racetrack in August of 2015, it was both different and
laughable to me. Me, a dishwasher . . . hysterical.I thought that washing dishes and putting them away would
get me a few extra bucks while simultaneously making the days fly by and that I
would be on my way . . . boy, was I wrong.
I worked my first few summer shifts in the day before
switching to nights before my remainder of time that I had left until I headed
back to school. I rapidly learned how much more messy and physically demanding
the work was with heavy lifting than I thought that it would be. It was dirty,
fast-paced and the shifts dragged longer than I had anticipated.
I expected to keep to my work and mind my on business so
that I could get my work done faster, but the exact opposite ended up being on
my agenda. My social trait got the best of me and I ended up becoming close
with almost everyone in the kitchen. Before I knew it, my shifts didn't go by as
slowly as they had started off. Each night went by at a steady rate filled with
laughter, contentment and achievement.
Inside jokes became the norm for my work days and I had a
lot of people to back me up, especially in sticky situations (some stories to
be told another time). I don't feel stressed when I punch in to my shifts,
because I know that it won't be that bad and I will actually enjoy the company
of the people around me.
Even when it's difficult, I know that I can do it. I'm an
adventure seeker and I love to try new things, which is why I believe that this
job is great for me right now. I thrive off of trying new things and breaking
routine.
You can push yourself to limits that exceed your
expectations. Surprise yourself with new and extraordinarily different goals
because, ultimately, you will end up surprising and impressing more than just
yourself.
Sunday, January 3, 2016
The Cycle of a Long Distance Relationship
After four long months, I was finally reunited with my beloved boyfriend once again this past week. We have been in a long distance relationship for about one year now, and he has been in basic training in Fort Sill, Oklahoma since October.
Before going back to Oklahoma to graduate and then head to AIT training for the National Guard in Missouri until mid-March, we were able to spend five wonderful days together. It might not seem like much to the average person but, to us, it was everything.
I've written about long distance relationships and how to stay positive in them back in October of 2015, before my boyfriend left. I want to add on with a fresh perspective and more thoughts, especially for those who have never had to deal with the stress of a long distance relationship before.
When somebody means everything, distance becomes such a small concept. Even when the waiting feels like years, you can't really imagine being as excited for anything else.
Once the days start becoming fewer and the countdown decreases with each passing moment, the anticipation only heightens. Everything finally starts to fall into place, and the day that you know you will be together again consumes your wildest dreams.
The day finally comes. It's here. Butterflies fill your stomach like nothing that you have ever felt before, until at last - you see the one you love the most. A familiar spark flickers before your eyes and you simply can't believe how you managed to go without being in their arms for so long, because that is where your heart is.
Each and every second spent together is just one more second that you wouldn't want to spend with anyone else. Watching Grey's Anatomy for hours and venturing to art museums become some of the best times that you have had in a while. Together again with the love of your life, and nothing can destroy that feeling.
But then it comes. The day that you've been putting off in the back of your mind because you've been dreading it since before your love has even arrived - the day where they have to leave once again. Even waking up becomes a sad affair, because you don't want the contents of the rest of the day to occur.
You help them pack their things (as much as you don't want to) while jokingly attempting to get them to stay. As much as you don't want to leave each other, there are some things in life that just have to happen. You'll be together soon enough, but this is not the time.
The drive to the airport or to the bus station is one of the saddest trips to endure. There's so much that the both of you want to say, but it's too hard to express at this time. So, you sit in near silence as you promise yourself that you won't cry this time because you cry every single time and maybe this time will be different (spoiler alert: it won't be).
You help them get their luggage out, despite your best last efforts to get them to stay with you. You look at each other for a brief few seconds before embracing, and that's when the waterworks make their first big appearance.
Between final goodbyes and many wiped tears, you take one last look at each other before you depart ways. Leaving feels just a little bit emptier than it has the last few times, and the countdowns are reset.
Learning to cherish every little thing in life is a lesson that I believe everyone can take part in. No matter how tough things get or how different you wish that things were, appreciate what you do have.
And if you're in a long distance relationship right now, just remember - miles can't separate two hearts that truly care.
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