Several days ago, I found time out of my homework-filled schedule to go and take some snow pictures on the deck of my backyard. The day called for a rest after having a productive rehearsal in choir, singing Vuelie, from Frozen, and Safari, sang by the same choir, Cantus! For those of you have been reading my blog for about over a year, you may recognize my backyard as a backdrop basis for much of my earlier photography (and the place where I accidently locked myself out for half an hour before deciding to climb over the fence; the lesson: do not close the door to your backyard unless you have a phone with you or a key).
For readers who are not familiar with the setting, I will help you envision the scene. The way to my backyard. The way to my backyard is through a white painted window door located in my brother’s bedroom. To trek through, one would have to push aside the blinds and heat insulators.
Do this, and the outdoors are revealed. A bundle of summer items that my family forgets—a pair of sandals, stacks of chairs, regular tires, a green wash cloth that hasn't been washed in months—all sit under a small roof, the protection of the raised area. These are items that my family and time had forgotten, but I used these to help produce some of the photos I've taken.
This photo and the one above it were both taken on tires.
It’s strange that how time passes, certain thoughts you had about certain things change. One may think that it may just be the thoughts that changed all along, that its true color have finally been shown, but no. It is the way of how the person sees it—that is where the change occurs. For my first month of blogging, the backyard was simply the place where I took photos in, and the place where I sat at when I was younger. Starting last year, however, I have discovered an affinity and appreciation for all of the things I see—the beauty of nature and the junk of people, items and subjects that people would store and stare at or just ignore. I am one of those who oversees the good and the bad, the things that many wish to have or get rid of. I look at both sides and see with perspective, and I encourage you all to do the same.
Melting snow droplets on my jacket!