I woke up this morning feeling super blocked and unsure of what to write about. So I went through my old writing to this time last year, and was surprised to discover that exactly 365 days ago, I had the idea to take photos of strangers. I had no idea people would love this project so much. I wasn’t thinking about that.
Last year at this time, my dad had just passed and we were selling his house - the house in which I grew up. The house had been in our family for 50 years. During Artist Morning, I wrote down pages of memories of my 50 years in that house, initially feeling that without Dad and without the house, those memories would be lost. What I realised when I got to the end of the list was that the memories live on in me, not in the house. That was a beautiful thing to realize. I carry my parents and my memories in my heart. So wonderful that they are always with me.
May 29, 2022, journal: “Darius shared a really powerful meditation on Insight Timer. It makes me realize I don’t have to put aside my dreams and goals I had when I moved here. Those things are still available to me. I can look back with an honest, forgiving eye and heart... and decide what I want now.”
This makes me realize I've been missing a lot by not keeping a daily journal. It's not like I haven't known of benefits of journal-ing for a long, long time. Does any one remember the Ira Progoff method (writing), read Cameron's Artist Way, Or even Portrait of an Artist as A Young Man by James Joyce the orginator of stream of consciousness writing. I remember all these yet don't write. I can't remember what I did on this day last year. I hope I did something creative.
I love your stranger's photographs Darius! They are not just wonderful because of the real people you chose (or possibly they chose you to show their real selves to) but they are gorgeous black and white, tactile and crisp with light and shadow. They all plucked my heart strings. Thank YOU!
Last year at this time, my dad had just passed and we were selling his house - the house in which I grew up. The house had been in our family for 50 years. During Artist Morning, I wrote down pages of memories of my 50 years in that house, initially feeling that without Dad and without the house, those memories would be lost. What I realised when I got to the end of the list was that the memories live on in me, not in the house. That was a beautiful thing to realize. I carry my parents and my memories in my heart. So wonderful that they are always with me.
May 29, 2022, journal: “Darius shared a really powerful meditation on Insight Timer. It makes me realize I don’t have to put aside my dreams and goals I had when I moved here. Those things are still available to me. I can look back with an honest, forgiving eye and heart... and decide what I want now.”
ABOUT THE PS: "drop a quote or piece of advice from your younger self in the comments below."
- Push forward on your initiative to get things done
- Bring your Best Self
- Stop shopping :)
This makes me realize I've been missing a lot by not keeping a daily journal. It's not like I haven't known of benefits of journal-ing for a long, long time. Does any one remember the Ira Progoff method (writing), read Cameron's Artist Way, Or even Portrait of an Artist as A Young Man by James Joyce the orginator of stream of consciousness writing. I remember all these yet don't write. I can't remember what I did on this day last year. I hope I did something creative.
I love your stranger's photographs Darius! They are not just wonderful because of the real people you chose (or possibly they chose you to show their real selves to) but they are gorgeous black and white, tactile and crisp with light and shadow. They all plucked my heart strings. Thank YOU!