Over the summer, I was given the opportunity to visit Fairport Harbor West Light House and interview two of the people working to bring the light house back to life.
Over the summer, I was given the opportunity to visit Fairport Harbor West Light House and interview two of the people working to bring the light house back to life.
I’m SICK of people turning photography or any other type of art (but especially photography in today’s society) into a game or competition of “who is better” or who did what/who got to a spot first or who has this or that. Why bring so much negativity?
Well…I ate a tick.
Perhaps when our loved ones pass away, they stay right here – in every cloud, every autumn leaf, and every breath of wind. It’s them we see, glowing in every blood red summer sunset, flowing through the veins of our atmosphere, filling them with beauty.
All of the technology we had dreamt of having in the 60s, 70s, and in today’s case the 80s has come partly to creation in reality, but at the same time it has broken us down as a community, causing just as many problems as it has created innovations.
How can we care about something so much for a moment, but in a moment’s notice just drop it like we never even owned it? How can we continue to leave so much behind and broken when there’s 3.5 million homeless without a place to even feel safe or call their own when they’re out in the cold frozen? Life is a fragile topic…difficult to grasp and nearly impossible to open…
We’re all familiar with the dream world – I mean, we have numerous dreams every night we lay our heads down to sleep, whether we remember them or not – but training an artificial brain to think the same way is a whole new piece to the ever expanding artificial intelligence puzzle.
Nature can be so beautifully destructive with our construction. Though, when you think about it – is nature actually being constructive with our deconstruction? We abandon things far too easily.
Just a small announcement I would really like to make. Between my stories and what not, there are times when I like to take a moment out to just say something else!
Apparently the parapet became weak, turning to basically sand from acidic rain, and due to heavy winds was just pushed, literally, over the edge. The sound was like a bomb going off, as a massive 20 foot section of wall came crashing to the streets.