A photo from the Louvre gallery in Paris, France. This is a shot up through the glass pyramid.
I really like geometric lines at the moment, normally I prefer soft curves.
Only edit was to the saturation and curves. :)
Tuesday, 7 April 2009
Ice and Steal...
A photo from the Louvre gallery in Paris, France. This is a shot up through the glass pyramid.
I really like geometric lines at the moment, normally I prefer soft curves.
Only edit was to the saturation and curves. :)
Saturday, 4 April 2009
Starts and Ends
Getting started…
(This is a first for me, I usually keep my ramblings private but due to various technical difficulties, I have decided to publish them so I should find it much harder lose them.)
I have my first PGCE interview on Monday. I am terrified. I really want this to go well, although I’m worried it’s getting a bit late… I don’t like the thought of leaving university. I don’t want to grow up! I want to teach however, so that means another year of lectures/placements and that should ease me into the “real world”.
I also don’t want to leave Heaton; I don’t want to move home and be monitored and frankly live in the middle of nowhere. I like my freedom and this would feel like a huge leap backwards for me. I’ve been home about 5 hours and I’m already missing my flat. It’s a gorgeous sunny day so I could go for a walk to Jesmond dene or to Heaton Park if I was there. I could even revise in the sun if it wasn’t windy. Esh Winning is lacking in sunny places to sit outside and read- well if you don’t want chavas accosting you…
I am sick of university too however, I know it sounds stupid, saying I don’t want to leave then saying I’m sick of it a few paragraphs later, but I am. I’m too comfortable there but I don’t have time to myself really. I have reading for my course, but I can count the novels I’ve read of my own volition in the past year on fingers and toes. I don’t have time to go and take pictures, let alone edit them sufficiently for it to be called work. I should have progressed nicely in my photography by now but I’m still stuck at 2 years ago. It’s majorly frustrating. I tried drawing the other night and I was so annoyed I couldn’t translate what I wanted to do. I guess fine motor skills really do need to be constantly used!
It seams lately that everyone I know is off travelling. Adventure, that’s what I want! I want to see the world, all of it; every last little country, every mountain, river, market and person. I know that is physically impossible, but I still want to see as much as I can. I aim to do 6 of the 7 continents before I’m 25; Asia, South America, North America, Europe, Australasia and Africa. I have seen some of Europe, not a lot however, by any margin. I plan to correct this in the Easter of my PGCE year. I want to inter-rail around for a few weeks, basically go to Germany, Holland, Italy, Greece, and maybe Sweden, Finland and Norway. Then once I’m finished studying, I want to go off for maybe a year, South America, North America, Australasia and Asia. Evidently I don’t do things by halves. If I have enough money when I’m in Argentina, I may even do the ferry/ship into the Arctic Circle…
It would be amazing to have some real stories to tell. Well ones that don’t involve my inability to pick a boy who is available, emotionally mature and not a complete and utter feckless bastard. That sums up my relationship history pretty accurately, and that is why I am embracing being single for once! I was walking to uni a few days ago, grinning like a maniac because it was sunny, I was in a great mood and someone was playing adored by the stone roses somewhere, incidentally my favourite summer song, and I realised I never am this happy unless I’ve just started seeing someone. I think that’s the most shocking thing I have realised for a long time; that I rely on others to make me happy. Not anymore, NO. I will make myself happy for once. I can smell summer is here and I am excited to see my friends, not worry about reading for next year, make my way through the BBC’s 100 greatest books list, travel, plan and hopefully go to a festival.
I am expecting great things this summer…
(This is a first for me, I usually keep my ramblings private but due to various technical difficulties, I have decided to publish them so I should find it much harder lose them.)
I have my first PGCE interview on Monday. I am terrified. I really want this to go well, although I’m worried it’s getting a bit late… I don’t like the thought of leaving university. I don’t want to grow up! I want to teach however, so that means another year of lectures/placements and that should ease me into the “real world”.
I also don’t want to leave Heaton; I don’t want to move home and be monitored and frankly live in the middle of nowhere. I like my freedom and this would feel like a huge leap backwards for me. I’ve been home about 5 hours and I’m already missing my flat. It’s a gorgeous sunny day so I could go for a walk to Jesmond dene or to Heaton Park if I was there. I could even revise in the sun if it wasn’t windy. Esh Winning is lacking in sunny places to sit outside and read- well if you don’t want chavas accosting you…
I am sick of university too however, I know it sounds stupid, saying I don’t want to leave then saying I’m sick of it a few paragraphs later, but I am. I’m too comfortable there but I don’t have time to myself really. I have reading for my course, but I can count the novels I’ve read of my own volition in the past year on fingers and toes. I don’t have time to go and take pictures, let alone edit them sufficiently for it to be called work. I should have progressed nicely in my photography by now but I’m still stuck at 2 years ago. It’s majorly frustrating. I tried drawing the other night and I was so annoyed I couldn’t translate what I wanted to do. I guess fine motor skills really do need to be constantly used!
It seams lately that everyone I know is off travelling. Adventure, that’s what I want! I want to see the world, all of it; every last little country, every mountain, river, market and person. I know that is physically impossible, but I still want to see as much as I can. I aim to do 6 of the 7 continents before I’m 25; Asia, South America, North America, Europe, Australasia and Africa. I have seen some of Europe, not a lot however, by any margin. I plan to correct this in the Easter of my PGCE year. I want to inter-rail around for a few weeks, basically go to Germany, Holland, Italy, Greece, and maybe Sweden, Finland and Norway. Then once I’m finished studying, I want to go off for maybe a year, South America, North America, Australasia and Asia. Evidently I don’t do things by halves. If I have enough money when I’m in Argentina, I may even do the ferry/ship into the Arctic Circle…
It would be amazing to have some real stories to tell. Well ones that don’t involve my inability to pick a boy who is available, emotionally mature and not a complete and utter feckless bastard. That sums up my relationship history pretty accurately, and that is why I am embracing being single for once! I was walking to uni a few days ago, grinning like a maniac because it was sunny, I was in a great mood and someone was playing adored by the stone roses somewhere, incidentally my favourite summer song, and I realised I never am this happy unless I’ve just started seeing someone. I think that’s the most shocking thing I have realised for a long time; that I rely on others to make me happy. Not anymore, NO. I will make myself happy for once. I can smell summer is here and I am excited to see my friends, not worry about reading for next year, make my way through the BBC’s 100 greatest books list, travel, plan and hopefully go to a festival.
I am expecting great things this summer…
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