^ Thoughts on taking photos of strangers and asking for their email addresses? Given the inspiration that strangers provide, I think I need to start reciprocating.
On another note, I recently deactivated my Instagram for what feels like the hundredth time this year. After deleting it for six months, I can’t seem to go back to it. Given recent changes to the ‘algorithm,’ Instagram feels more and more inauthentic; less about connection and more about validation.
In my perfect world, an Instagram feed would be customizable: choose your preferred metric i.e. likes, comments and/or views, opt-in to a Explore page, etc. I like posting pretty pictures but I don’t like the need to feel relevant or validated that comes with it. And so, I reactivate and deactivate time and time again.
For the time being, I’ll use this space to share those pretty bits of life. I like to believe if people want to connect, they’ll find my number (or maybe this URL).
Thanks for stopping by!
It’s probably the cheapest ocean front property that you can get in San Diego. There were not one, not two but many occasions that Brother #1 would share mesmerizing sunsets captured from his dorm room. On Saturday, that same brother graduated with his family and those oceanfront views behind him..
I often capture pretty skies, tree silhouettes and tide breaks. There is something predictable about nature’s movements. Looking at my photos, it’s clear that I probably like the consistency that nature provides? It’s like a stable best friend that always picks up when you need her to.
Humans on the other hand, quite unpredictable creatures. Human emotion is swift, turbulent and fleeting. I’ve never liked staged pictures (just ask my mom). And I find it hard to capture authentic human emotion. Yet, since college graduations happen once in a lifetime, I needed something tangible for our family to reflect upon. Photos that reflect who we are, in that moment and yet at our core.
Here are those photos, and these are my people.
Chicago holds a dear place in my heart; but I began to associate it with some dark memories and events from the past year. Friends always tell me that California leaves me glowing so I’m happy to make that glow permanent.
Equipped with a car, I took it upon myself to take a day trip and drive down the California coast. Driving through California farmland to the Pacific Ocean is a mesmerizing drive – and probably not best for solo drivers (like myself). I found the greenery reminiscent of Ireland’s foothills, cascading with life.
Day trip guides to Big Sur are aplenty but I’d recommend stopping in Carmel prior to completing the drive since pitstops and cellphone service are limited. I found this guide helpful. Enjoy!
Whenever I travel home for the holiday season, I make an effort to hike Laguna Beach’s Top of the World for some physical activity and sunset views. With the end of a year, watching sunsets at Top of the World leads to catharsis, washing away of the previous year and ushering in ta new dawn. As a closing curtain to the disappointments, accomplishments and growth that occurred, these final sunsets serve as a final bow, of sorts.
It is always a joy to find other couples, families and friends that revel in the same sort of adventure. I can count numerous engagements that I almost interrupted and many a special moment. Top of the World is a special place in Laguna, and it’s sunsets are nearly magical. On this particular day, the marine layer obstructed a cotton-candy cloud formation (but I think the pictures turned out alright).
A day when the sky was on fire. When I complain to people about California, I generally say that the weather is monotonous. Always sunny and 75, day after day, week after week.
My brother provided an interesting nuance to my perspective. He said: while the weather is the same, the sunsets are always different. Every time I go back home, I make sure to make my way down for a sunset or two, to see the sky on fire.