I remember reading a poem in middle school by Robert Frost. "Two Roads". Funny how some things stick in your mind and some slip as easily as sand through your fingers. Maybe it was because we had to memorize and recite the poem for class. (Terrifying experience) I'd like to think it is because I believed its message. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood.
Or two career paths?
Two girls?
Two movies?
How do we make a decision? Do we listen to friends? Family? People who have been their before? How do we decide where we go when we walk out the door.
Deadlines.
Schedules.
Responsibilities.
It's hard to be self pitying with a bronze spoon in your mouth,
but there has to be something more.
The small moments in life are what we live for. Sometimes all it takes is an appreciation for what we see. Fast, moonlit bike rides along the sandy road next to the beach. The world doesnt reveal itself differently to us. One need only look to appreciate how the moon's light changes all the water into silver on the right kind of evenings.
Riding a bike can be very therapeutic. The steady hum of your tires over pavement, the cool breeze in your face. It gives you time to think. Time to meditate on your life. The next time you are faced with a decision, take a different turn. Try something new.
"You miss 100% of the shots you don't take"
To begin, I’d like to say I enjoy any assignment that deviates from the traditional “quiz” or response essays, etc. With so many classes under our belts, the 500th quiz doesn’t exactly start my heart beating. I think our friend Walter Benjamin puts it the best when he says, “The uniqueness of a work of art is inseparable from its being imbedded in the fabric of tradition.” Our blogs are 21st century works of art, splashed across the Internet for anyone to see. He also says, “This tradition itself is thoroughly alive and extremely changeable.” From checking my impressions, I have over 400 page views without posting it for anyone to see. This just speaks to the interconnectedness of our own texts as well as with others across the Internet. Years ago the Internet was a joke, now it is almost scary to think about how “big” it has become. We are changing the tradition of what art is, just like Graffiti has transformed to modern day street art, which has transformed back into modern art with people like Banksy selling out art shows. Admittedly, years ago we didn’t have the same possibilities we have to make such creative and eye-catching blogs with such minimal technical skill. I actually really enjoyed Benjamin’s piece, and would love to hear his opinion on how technology has evolved today.
ReplyDeleteI myself felt limited with my blog, because though I have written blogs and made web pages, I have never gone in to much detail with design and HTML. I had a lot of fun coming up with images and YouTube videos that matched my overall theme of music, while still maintaining the integrity of all the other blogs I had to mix in. Most of the other blogs were about travel or self reflection, so it gave me the opportunity to self reflect myself and also to appreciate the vastness of the world and my life ahead of me. I have pictures of a Forest, the beach, a sunset, a Music Festival stage, and many other photos that represent the text of my blog. I have written about my own experiences as well as narratives from my peers. The intertextuality with the rest of the Internet is really an interesting concept. I also love the permanence of our blog assignments, that years from now (barring a Google collapse) we will still be able to look back at all of the blogs that embarrassed students didn’t delete ☺
"The adjustment of reality to the masses and of the masses to reality is a process of unlimited scope, as much for thinking as for perception."