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Showing posts with label read. Show all posts

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Self-Taught (SOTC 228/365)

I am part of a photography meet-up group called the Edmonton Shutterbugs. Over the last five years, I have participated in countless photo walks, as well as some unique lesson-style opportunities to practice new photography techniques in the company of other like-minded individuals.

For 2017, the group decided to host a 52-week photography challenge. Each week, the organizer posts a single word around which we are to create our image. I've had the right mix of inspiration and free time for about half the weekly challenges so far, including this week's.

This week's challenge word is "learning." I visualized my image so quickly that I'm not sure it's fair to call this particular submission a 'challenge,' lol.

Most of my photography skills are self-taught. I've owned a camera for the last thirty years or so, but it has only been in the last ten that I've taken my natural affinity for the art and built upon it with some intentionality--book by book; an article here, a YouTube tutorial there; and by looking at a lot of photographs taken by other people. If I am not out actually taking photos, I'm generally learning about the art in some capacity.

So some days, learning looks like this.

Other days, it looks like this:


Self-Taught (SOTC 228/365)

Friday, July 18, 2014

On the Validation of my Being by Facebook

This summer has me working my way through both the reading list stacked by my bed, as well as a reading list of websites saved in my browser. Recently, I spent quite a bit of time exploring one particular site--an interactive article on The Guardian about The Seven Digital Deadly Sins. Same seven sins you're likely familiar with, dropped into the 21st century. Those interviewed, in the videos especially, made some very thought-provoking remarks.

It has been interesting to consider how social media has changed since it started to become popular several years ago.

I know that my social media practices have evolved over time too. I am connected to several social media platforms, all with slightly different purposes. Nevertheless, the biggest one still remains to be Facebook. As I reflect back, I know that I have changed the way I use Facebook since I joined in 2007. For example, if I don't know you overly well, I've altered my settings such that there is limited material you can see on my profile. And while admittedly, it feels wrong to 'unfriend' people whose behaviour hasn't warranted it, I've stopped 'following' the feed of many acquaintances that I wouldn't normally keep track of outside of Facebook. I say "Happy Birthday!" to less people because there's a cohort of individuals to whom I'm close enough that I'd rather text or e-mail directly; and another cohort that I haven't talked to since I wished them a happy birthday last year, so I'm guessing they probably won't miss me. I update my status less, because it bugs me when people write pointless statuses, so I'd better follow my own example (what constitutes 'pointless' is subjective, I know). I post less pictures of what I'm doing, partly because I'm too busy enjoying whatever it is I'm doing to take pictures and partly because some things get redundant. And, less of my Flickr photos are shared in my Facebook albums, because anyone can download those images (even if they are compressed within an inch of their life).

The reason I have enjoyed Facebook is because, as an introvert, it gives me a low-energy platform in which to socialize. I can read and post on my time, in my own way. It reduces the need to engage in meaningless small talk the next time I see someone in real life--I can ditch the, "lovely weather this morning, hey?" for a, "looks like you got the fire pit up and running last night!", which is probably a topic my conversation partner and I both care much more about.

As much as I utilize Facebook, mind you, I feel like I have been scrolling through more chaff than wheat sometimes as I review the newsfeed. I have become increasingly annoyed with the way that Facebook has become a breeding ground for a): Useless stuff, b): proving oneself and c): feeding any insecurity anyone might have about anything.

Exhibit A:



Okay, admittedly, I am guilty of doing some of these quizzes--heck, I used to do them all the time in magazines. But since I got a degree in [actual] psychology and said goodbye to my 20's, the frequency has gone down to once-in-a-blue-moon-because-that's-how-often-I-get-THAT-bored. I mean occasionally, they can be a little bit fun. That being said, it strikes me as odd how frequently they pop up in certain peoples' FB feeds. My first thought is, "how can ten questions reliably tell you anything about yourself that you didn't already know!?" Also… if I could be associated with a certain font, celebrity, fictional character, etc., do I want Buzzfeed to be the one to determine that for me? Or would I rather a friend tell me, "hey, you totally remind me of..."? Not because that would be any less weird, but because what they say has meaning. Buzzfeed, not so much.

The same goes for the less-frequent-but-still-seen-with-too-much-regularity personality quizzes. The ones that ask you to answer fifty questions about yourself and then tag ten people to do the same. I used to think these were fun, and--as an introvert--a great way to share a little bit about myself in a fun way. But when I started thinking about it, I realized I was giving the internet a fair bit of personal details about my life that could probably be horribly misused by some computer hacker or sociopath. YES, I know the chances of having my identity hacked are low, and YES, my Facebook security levels are high, but hackers know how to get around that stuff. I have pulled back on how much personal information is readily accessible on FB, in the off chance that it could be used inappropriately.

And I understand that someone may perceive my hilarious video of animals to be Facebook fodder. But I would argue that there's still a purpose behind posts like that. I have started to watch many videos, only to realize that I don't find it as funny as the person who posted it did, but I don't consider it a useless post. Why? Because it's meant to make people laugh. Laughter is good for us--science would even tell us as much. But when it comes to quizzes... like I said... what can ten questions answer for you that you didn't really already know?

Exhibit B:


Now, I believe wholeheartedly with the first two sentences. But images like these bug me. Especially when they finish off with, "let's see who cares enough to repost," or, "post this for at least an hour," or something along those lines. I have the same reaction as I do when I'm at a concert, and the lead singer asks people to stand up or start clapping or waving their hands around. It makes me want to do the exact opposite. Not because I'm not enjoying myself, but because now you're making me do it your way, and it becomes artificial. I don't have to defend my preference to take in the music sitting down. I get the same feeling with these kinds of images. It's not that I don't care about autism, Jesus, world hunger, or global warming. But don't make me share how I feel about those things so artificially. I don't have to defend my beliefs and expressions of such to Facebook. And why should you?

By all means, share what you're passionate about on social media--there is a diversity of thought out there, and it can be so rich. But consider, which speaks more loudly to your audience? Sharing the above graphic? Or sharing a photo of you and an individual with special needs doing something fun together? I would argue that if you truly believe in something, or care about something, you won't have to justify it with a graphic like this. It will come out in the educational articles you share; it will come out in the real-event photos that were taken; it will come out in TED talk you posted so excitedly. Your passions shouldn't be spread along like a chain letter.

Exhibit C:


We all use the internet to glean advice and resources. If we're researching a topic, we will likely start with the World Wide Web. But it seems that over the last couple of years, we have taken this advice, and flung it at each other the way monkeys do with their faeces. The parent who lets their child co-sleep with them flings out a blog post about the evils of letting your child sleep alone or cry it out. The parent who lets their child cry it out posts an article on the [perceived] lack of independence in the child who co-sleeps. The vegetarian flings out an article on all the reasons red meat is bad for your health. And then the farmer flings back his retort about the dying out of farms because people won't eat meat.

Good grief.

Co-sleeping is not wrong. Cry it out is not wrong. Vegetarianism is not wrong. Eating meat is not wrong. And even when we are throwing out ethical articles and resources that touch on values with actual significant moral and social consequences--we are still just flinging faeces. We can't change people by instilling fear in them. Or ramming morals down their throats. Or claiming I'm-right-you're-wrong by the way we post or the tone of the article. Social media, best used, is a place to start a conversation. And when there is actual solid evidence for a given practice--parenting, education, lifestyle, or otherwise--there are still tactful, respectful ways to share that information. Yes, I would LOVE to know why you've chosen a gluten-free diet for your family. I just don't want to feel like I have to do the same because you are, or that I am lesser than because I use whole grain bread for my sandwiches.

There's so much information out there. I'm starting to understand what Thomas Edison meant when he said, "we don't know a millionth of one percent about anything." And this declaration was made well before we had access to the World Wide Web in our back pocket.

I will admit, too, it is easy to get sucked into shouting my opinions out as gospel truth for the world to hear; or defending my values when they feel threatened, even by people in my Facebook feed that I hardly ever talk to. Sometimes I have to pause, and consciously move on up my newsfeed while resisting the urge to fight back against some article that someone's posted that makes my eyes roll. And every now and then, I get fed up. I rant, I get sarcastic. I'm not claiming that I have immunity against using poor social media etiquette on occasion. 

And sometimes it takes me effort to remember that I don't have to validate who I am through Facebook. That's not what social media is for. It will be interesting to see how social media continues to evolve. I keep hoping for increased intentionality in what people post, but some days...

As I mentioned previously, I can't change anyone's beliefs by ramming words down their throats. So what is your reason for using social media? What trips you up? What makes you roll your eyes? And do the answers to those questions guide your own posts online?

Monday, September 10, 2012

SOTC 10/365

SOTC 10/365 by gina.blank Well, I wouldn't say this is the photo I wanted today--at all--but it turned out a heckuva lot better than anything else I've shot today...

(It's a good read, by the way...)

Friday, July 27, 2012

351/365

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A good book, ice cold water, and a hammock on a hot, sunny day. Right, I remember this!

Saturday, May 19, 2012

290/365

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Catchin' up on some office reading over my morning coffee.

(Though, shortly after this was taken, I was spillin' coffee over my morning reading.)

Saturday, May 12, 2012

285/365

Oh, perfect Saturdays. I have spoken of you many a time on my blog. You are the perfect mix of introverted self time and activity with friends. You are usually sunny and warm, and you never start before 10am.* You are wonderful, and I love it when I am blessed with you.

Today was a perfect Saturday. And I don't think I've really had a perfect Saturday in the course of this photography project. There have been a few really great Saturdays (and even a couple of lazy Saturdays), but there's a subtle qualitative difference between a great Saturday and a perfect Saturday.

285/365 "A" by gina.blank
...to soil!
I thought my photo for today was going to be easy. The garden went in today: green beans, yellow beans, carrots, dill, lettuce, spinach, snap peas, pumpkin, and zucchini. I've already taken pictures of the seeds and the sprouts, and now they're going into the ground. How could that not be my blog photo for today?

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But then, after the garden was done, CR and JM came over and we celebrated the warm sunshine with a bike ride through the River Valley. I didn't bring my camera, but CR did. And she took some lovely photos. My first bike ride of the season! How could that not be my blog photo for today?

And THEN, just when I think I've already got a tough decision to make, I find myself in my hammock. I've been in there a few times after work this week, but always for under ten minutes--just long enough to scrape up some of the last bit of sunshine that I missed while sitting in my office all day long. Today I spent over 45 minutes in the thing, reading a good book, and watching my cat try to navigate this new piece of furniture. My first real back yard hammock experience. How could that not be my blog photo for today?

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So... I'm cheating (hey, it's my project, I can do that). Today, I have three photos. In their own way, they each represent life, blessing, relationship, warmth, happiness, goodness, peace, and love.

Yes, a perfect Saturday indeed.



* Okay, just once, but it was worth it.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Quiet and Contemplative AND 188/365

Our Theologizers group wanted a retreat weekend, where we could gather in friendship and fellowship outside of our bi-monthly Wednesday nights. To lay aside the intellectual book we were discussing, and just BE with each other in a more casual atmosphere. As a result, this entire weekend was spent at King's Fold Retreat Centre near Cochrane, Alberta. And we actually were on retreat.

Our agenda delineated the meal times of the centre, a sunrise chapel service Sunday morning, and that was all that was set in stone (or, more accurately, set in pixel--the agenda was e-mailed as a .PNG). S's remark after the staff had introduced us to the building was, "go do what you want."

And it was SO lovely. I'd say we couldn't have picked a better weekend, but really, we couldn't have been blessed with a better weekend. It got up to 12C (53F) on Saturday, and not a cloud in the sky! I spent the majority of my day outdoors. Right after breakfast, I took some pictures of the view, and then just sat and enjoyed it. The air was fresh, the sun was warm, the view was simultaneously majestic and peaceful.


188/365Partway through the morning, I did venture over to the centre's solarium. It used to be a greenhouse outright, but was converted into a warm sunroom for people to take in the view from an indoor space. The solarium encourages quiet reflection, and artistic creation; there is an art centre set up at the back. I decided to try my hand at a different art medium than my familiar photography; watercolour. My mom has experimented with watercolour in the last several years; I figured perhaps I might have some natural skill in this more than the pencil crayons and pastels that were also available. I kept the art piece simple--the mantra, "stick with what you know" reigning over the piece. I know I love my reds. I know these mountains and its wilderness. And I know sunsets. All in all, I was impressed at my own skill for my first watercolour. I did try a smaller, second piece, but I don't like it as much. Still, I think that if I ever wanted to get into it, I'd probably do all right with watercolour.

River RockAfter lunch, a group of us were enthusiastic about hiking down to the valley and walking along the shallow river. I had shed my winter clothing by this point, and found myself reflecting that this winter hike in February was warmer than a similar hike I'd taken with friends when backpacking one summer in August. Only in Alberta.

Upon return from the hike, there was still a significant chunk of time before supper. I walked the centre's labyrinth. I sat on the bench swing and read more of my new book. I took more pictures. I pet the cat.


Mountain Range at TwilightSupper fed us well (every meal fed us well), and by that time, the sun had disappeared behind the mountain. I sat around the campfire until I started to feel cold for the first time that day, and then retreated back indoors to continue reading quietly until I was tired enough for sleep.

Retreat, indeed. :)

187/365

Arrived at our weekend retreat location around 8:30pm. PJs on, book out; let's get retreating already!

187/365

Thursday, February 2, 2012

The Introvert Speaks Again OR 186/365

I am fairly up front with people about the fact that I'm an introvert. Though, while I would love to be able to say that if you spent ten minutes with me, you'd figure that out on your own, that's not true. Either I will be 'extroverting' because I'm somewhere where I need to be 'on' (e.g. work), or I will be so quiet that I will come across as shy or as a snob first (introverts can be both, but I am neither).

Over ten years ago, I found a book that empowered me somewhat. Part-way through university at this time, I already knew full well that I was an introvert. That I liked quiet Friday nights. That I listened more than spoke. But I found myself out-of-balance in a lot of my social activities. I was often trying to be 'on' socially when I didn't necessarily have the energy to do so. Additionally, I hadn't quite realized just how much of my behaviour was tied to my introversion. It's hard to defend your actions when you're not quite so sure yourself if they're "normal." The Introvert Advantage was not really an eye-opener, but definitely an eye-widener.

I am an introvert.

Still, that doesn't mean I know everything about my own temperament. And not all introverts are created equal. I have several friends who are introverts, and we all respond to our social environments slightly differently. I like knowing how it works for them. What are their strategies for recharging? Where do they lose the most energy? Where are they on the continuum? Different perspectives are insightful, too.

So, knowing that the beloved book I owned was over ten years old, and learning of a new book out by a different author, I ordered it online to add to my bank of knowledge. It has several chapters that provide insight on being an introverted individual, but it also has several chapters on our extrovert-dominated society, how that originated, and where it can sometimes fall apart without key introverts playing a role. I think it will not just show the introvert how to empower herself, but advocates for introverts as a collective whole in society.

You do what you want with your down time, but my book arrived in the mail today and I'm totally looking forward to cracking it open. :)

186/365

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

161/365

The long journey home...

161/365

Saturday, December 3, 2011

124/365

Arrived just in time for bedtime stories :)

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Friday, October 14, 2011

Reading Into It OR 74/365

I captured myself reading again today. And then realized that I am starting to acquire several pictures of this activity. 20%--just 1/5--of the way through my year-long photo project, and I am already getting redundant.

It's true. I can be seen reading here, in the cool evening after a hot summer day (sadly, that book didn't end nearly as fantastically as the great writing led me to believe it would). I was also reading here (even though reading wasn't the activity I was capturing, per se). I always read here (I paused that book temporarily for another that came to the top of my holds list at the library--I should get back to it). Oh, and look, reading again here (that book was okay, but yet another with great descriptive writing and a relatively weak plot).

Of course, some of the reading I do is required (although generally, still interesting). But most of these photos have captured leisurely reading activity. As was the case tonight.

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This image finds me working my way through The Little Prince. A quick read, to be sure. It's a children's story, after all. That being said, it was one of those books that--when recommended to me as a child--I tested a chapter or two of and then blatantly ignored for lack of interest. It will disappoint true literary enthusiasts that The Hobbit--and by association, the LOTR series--met the same fate (I actually made it about half way through The Hobbit before surrendering), as did the Narnia series (we were made to read The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe in the second grade as a class, and I clearly remember having more fun drawing lines with my finger nails in the classroom carpet). While I have not returned to those two novels/series, and don't plan to, I found The Little Prince on the bookshelf in my spare room the other day, and thought I'd give it a go.

Clearly, I am too much like the grown-ups the narrator describes to appreciate The Little Prince and his journey properly.

Here's what I did get out of The Little Prince:
  • Children and grown-ups see things differently, and appreciate things differently.
  • Consider closely what you deem to be a "matter of consequence"; your perspective may be distorted.
  • When you form a relationship with someone (i.e. when you tame or are tamed by something), they become separate from all the others like it. Unique to you while "just another" to everyone else.
Here's what I don't get:
  • Why the little prince wanted to leave his little planet in the first place.
  • What the sheep has to do with anything.
  • Why the little prince let himself be tamed by an insecure, manipulative little flower. That's why he went back, isn't it? To the flower? A flower that can't even handle being wrong, such that the little prince is constantly watching what he says and how he acts around the her? Without any expectation that the flower might change her ways or that the prince might buck up enough to start holding his flower accountable to a bit of reality? How is that a healthy relationship?
Perhaps--as a grown-up--I'm reading too much into it.

Perhaps I will give it another go down the road. But I doubt it. The wholesome concepts I did pull from the book were pretty much ruined by the flower.

I don't particularly like the flower.

Have we established that?

Little prince, you disappointed me.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

66/365

Food for thought and food for the palate. Such is my Wednesday evening twice a month. :)

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Tuesday, October 4, 2011

65/365

Just a little light reading...*

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* I'll take Bonhoeffer's texts over Yoder's any day.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

57/365

Not enough time between work and respite to go home; too much time to go straight from A to B. ...Hmm... I will not be able to do this when it hits -40...

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Sunday, September 25, 2011

A Sunny Autumn Weekend AND 56/365

This was the temperature in Edmonton today:

(About 85F)

This is still considered uncharacteristic for Alberta in September, despite being the fourth year in a row that we have been graced with summer temperatures in autumn (ironically, we never hit 30C this summer...).

It's almost the best of both worlds. The amazing colours of fall, with the fantastic temperatures of summer. Now, if the sun wasn't already going to bed at 8pm...

You can bet I've been trying to take advantage of the warmth and sunshine while it's been around! These last few warm weekends have seen me working at the garden to get it ready for its winter sleep, traipsing through various parts of the city on photo walks with the Edmonton Photography Meet-Up group, soaking up the rays on walks with friends, and taking many a picture.

Yesterday I was down in Edmonton's River Valley doing a photo shoot for a family I am acquainted with. Admittedly, it was one of the tougher shoots I've done. I am appreciative of the warm sun and vibrant colours that softened the blow to my ego.

I took the afternoon for myself today. I pulled the camping chair out of the garage to the yard. The cats stretched out in patches of shade while I lounged in full sun. I enjoyed good ol' PB&J as I got started on my newest library book.

In the summer when I am reading outside, I generally take a glass of water with me and 3-4 small freezies. I consume all of them to keep cool while I am reading. Summer or not, today seemed like a freezie day to me.

I have to say, it feels much easier to start the descent into winter when autumn presents itself this way.

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Wednesday, August 3, 2011

3/365

I am at the climax right now of a very good book. If you're into CSI-type material, I highly recommend this one. If you'll excuse me, now, I'm about to find out whodunnit (and I hope my guess is right)!

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Friday, July 3, 2009

Summer

Two days into my summer schedule, and I am loving it. Respite in the morning, and whatever I want in the afternoons. I am still a bit slow-moving after my backpacking adventure, so I'm glad my schedule has afforded me the ability to be slow-moving. Yesterday afternoon, I puttered around a bit on the computer, and then had a two-hour nap. When I awoke, I thought, "should I be productive now?" But by this time it was 6pm, so I had supper, puttered around a bit more on the computer (read: played around in Photoshop), and then forfeited productivity in exchange for cozying back on the couch with my book (I am currently reading through the Twilight series, and finished New Moon last night).

This afternoon, I had more energy, so I ran a couple errands, and then tackled some organizational things--letters to mail, papers to fill out, junk to recycle. I haven't yet gained access to the third book of the Twilight series (Eclipse), otherwise I'd be on the couch again, for sure. Yes, I know, I could start reading any other book while I wait for Eclipse to come into the library, but I wasn't proactive in that task early enough. The library closes early on Fridays. ...I will saunter down the block (okay, three blocks) to the library tomorrow and see what I can find.

I am also s'posed to hang out with JC tomorrow. I am working up the courage to ride my bike to her place. I have done it before (although not since last summer); it takes about an hour. Thing is, today was the first day since returning from BC that I've been able to sit down or crouch without my legs being on fire; the first day that I haven't moved around like an 85-year-old lady! ...I would love to start taking my bike out more regularly; I just don't want to push it.

Ah, well, I can always have a nap afterwards.