Walk at Night

Just went for a little walk this evening...not to the liquor store.

Liquor Store - Washington Blvd.

Liquor Store - Washington Blvd.

I've always wondered about this glowing door, however.

Door 1

Door 1

I am a fan of night walks.

Crisp air. Weird shadows. Strange lights. 

Walking

Tokyo, New York, San Francisco, London, Istanbul, Paris.

I don't care what city I'm in, when I'm going somewhere I prefer to walk. Forget taxis, give me a sidewalk and I'm a happy guy. 

I have memorable walks in all of these cities. Sure, I'll take the metro/tube/subway or whatever else it may be called, but still, please let me walk there.

Walking allows me to get a feel for a city. It let's me see things up close. Stores, faces, dirt, grime, trees, buildings, I want to see all of it. In cars, everything just zips by. On bikes, I'm too worried about potholes, car doors, and just surviving in general.

When you walk a city, you see everything not in the guide books. You can feel when the pavement changes. You can tell when the sidewalks narrow. You can navigate your way around cafe tables, book stands, trash cans, lamp posts, blood, urine, snow, everything that makes a city its own. 

Walking through neighborhoods, through parks, through alleys, these are the things that make me fall in love. I want to earn my knowledge of a city by being a part of its structure. I don't want to just drive through it. Let me be a part of its core. Let me see the people that run through its veins. 

 

 

Photographs

I have this issue with photographs. I take them and then I don't do anything with them. They stay on my computer. They stay undeveloped. I have rolls and rolls of exposed film in my kitchen drawers and I have no clue what is on them. One day I'll get to them. One day... 

Photographs.

After they are taken, they ultimately don't do anything. 

It's up to us to do something. That's where the power of a photograph lays; after the picture is taken. 

Maybe taking pictures has become too simple. The thought process is gone when there is no value to each pixel. The picture is snapped, posted, liked, skipped over and forgotten. Good morning. Good afternoon. Good night. 

If pictures were alive, would they have this fear of being forgotten? I may have "liked" your picture yesterday but honestly, I've probably forgotten it already, you'll have to remind me of it.

So I think that's the problem I have with photography these days. Because I see so much of it. I forget so much more, including my own.

Reading

I wish I could remember the first book I ever read.

We begin with picture books and things of that sort. Teach us numbers and letters. We read about a very hungry caterpillar at one point in our life, then keep things moving with stories about a curious monkey, and a giving tree. We continue with some pictures and words about a Monday-hating cat, and read panels of another about a mischievous little kid with a stuffed tiger. And there you have my favorite writings all through my first 15 years of life.

I suppose if someone asked me to state my favorite book, I would say The Catcher in the Rye. However, I haven't read that book in years. It was my favorite book in 10th grade, at least. What was I, sixteen when I read that book? I mean, honestly, I've read and spent more time thinking about Harry Potter than I have Holden Caulfield. Can I say that Harry Potter is my favorite story? Is that allowed by a 33 year old guy?

Anyway, these days I try to spend about an hour each day reading something that interests me. Lately it has been more non-fiction than fiction, and sadly something with more words than pictures. However, when I think about reading and the joy that it brought me, I still think I need to make time for Calvin, for Hobbes, and maybe even revisit Harry, Ron and Hermione.