Refocusing

Now that the school year has started up, I find myself reflecting on the last few years of my life. Every year around mid August, I’d be packed up and preparing myself mentally and physically for school. Now, in late August, I find it strange that I have some free time to myself. It’s weird to feel unproductive when I’ve been taking classes or working since I started.

College was an awesome experience for me – I got to see a whole new world (literally) and learn about things I had no idea existed. My friends got me into modeling, then photography, and then I found a new community because of it. I learned so much more about people than I thought I ever would, became more patient with others and myself, and finally figured out a good method for navigating the world.

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A Month in Italy

There’s so much to share from this trip that it’s overwhelming. Emotionally, it was a roller coaster – it began with chaotic flights, loneliness, and minimal food to walking everywhere with good company and eating so much that we could barely move afterward. The people I met were the most important component of this trip, and the main reason for every bit of joy and every memory. I’ll do my best to string all of our crazy little stories together in a narrative to give you a glimpse of the people I met in our time together in Italy.

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The Dumpster Jacket

Early last week, I went through all my clothes because I felt like I had too much stuff that just wasn’t being used. All of the energy put into production for these pieces, and they were just sitting in a pile, waiting to be worn. I started feeling overwhelmed by all the stuff I had, and feeling like I was drowning in it. I spent so much time and energy moving it around, sorting it, making sure it didn’t get in the way – I was so frustrated at one point that I seriously considered just selling and donating everything in that split second.

And even now, a week later, I’m sorting through a pile of my belongings – more than just clothes this time – wondering how I managed to collect all these things without realizing that I already had so much stuff. I’m well aware of the fact that it was and is my mindset, but I wonder how I could be so wasteful of time, resources, and space. I was flat out wasteful, and once I realized that, I wanted to change. I know I’m not the only person who has realized what was happening.

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There Was So Much Coffee

The title of my blog page is “Coffee, Concepts, and Canon” and you’re probably wondering why that is since I haven’t talked about coffee at all or concepts very much. Heck, you might even wonder why I included “Canon” in the title – here’s why.

Coffee – I really love coffee. All coffee everything: chocolate covered coffee beans, hot coffee, iced coffee, coffee flavored ice cream – I love it all. Espresso is the best, by far, but the strong black coffee I had when I was in Copenhagen, DK, was absolutely spectacular too. American coffee is kind of weak and makes me sad.

Concepts – I’ve only had 3 other blog posts. It takes time for concepts to develop. Also, I launched this right before I left for my study abroad; the only concept I’ve been able to address has been my first travel experience, so hold on to your pants and we’ll get to the good stuff soon enough.

Canon – Might I refer you to my first post? I shoot with a Canon EOS Rebel T5, a camera that I call my baby because it’s my first DSLR and I love it so much. I’ve had it for almost a year now, and by the time it’s one year old, I’ll have taken 10,000 photos with it. I feel bad acknowledging it, but I do have a favorite lens – it’s my 75-300mm. It’s just so big and produces such clear, crisp images!

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To The Friends Made Abroad

When I wrote this, I sat in the airport wondering why I decided to do something like travel half the way across the world without knowing where I’d sleep for a night, how to get from place to place by using public transportation, or even if my credit card was accepted where I went. (Discover isn’t generally accepted in Denmark, by the way.)

And I realized that while I was sitting here, working away my two hours in the airport by sorting through the 2,000 photos that I took on this trip – I don’t want to leave. I’m sitting outside my gate, and I’m ready to go home because I miss my family. But the three weeks I spent in Copenhagen were just enough for me to learn how to use all three forms of public transport, almost get in trouble because I didn’t know which areas my pass covered, find places I liked hanging out, meet new people that I would love to get to know better, and most importantly, get used to where I was living. They say that it takes three weeks to form a habit, and I suppose it’s good to change things up – I just wish it wasn’t so soon. I just started finding all the really beautiful places that most tourists don’t go to see, and I really felt like I could start navigating the streets on my own.

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Gone Giant Hunting

One more day until I leave Copenhagen and head home. The last three weeks have been long, yet quicker than I remember, and they’ve been busy, but I feel like I’ve barely done anything.  I think it was a great trip to have as a first trip – from finding bottles to pay for dinner to hunting for wooden giants, everything about my experience has taught me something. I met some people I will definitely keep in touch with, and I think I got a good idea of what it’s like to travel. Now, I just want to go see things, meet people, learn about places and people and cultures. I want to find places that aren’t your typical tourist or vacation spots and live there. I want to take the time to learn about these places and their people. I want to have experiences that I can share stories about and amuse people with, or inspire them to go explore and find these places for themselves.

I got to stand on the shoulders of giants – kinda.

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