Philippines, circa September 2012. When I took this photo more than ten months ago, I found myself in my usual reflective mood. I usually find myself that way when I’m by the ocean. I was a few days away from starting my dream job and this trip was yet another reminder that I had to re-prioritize. It didn’t matter that I was frustrated with the way things were turning out for me just a few weeks ago. All that mattered was what ahead–mysterious and unknown– and that was okay. Everything that went wrong before was washed by the waves, carried away, and life was made new again.
“I said, I prefer the ocean when it’s gray. Or not really gray. A pale, in-between color. It reminds me of waiting for something good to happen.” ― Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Retelling freedom. A plaque from the War in the Pacific Park. Asan, Guam.
I initially set out to photograph something green to meet yesterday’s daily prompt. My mission was to find something that related to the “green-eyed monster.”
I set out on a walk earlier this afternoon hoping to take a walk and a couple pictures along the way. What I did find was worth the taking time out of my walk and photographing. It was a plaque aged and green retelling the liberation of Guam on July 21, 1944. I spent nearly an hour reading various plaques along the way recounting that day in July about how many American soldiers fought the Japanese to free the people of Guam. And with every sentence, I became humble and grateful for those that lost their lives on the shores of Asan.
I thank all the brave men and women out there, past and present, for sacrificing your time and, for some, your lives. No matter how busy we are, let us never forget your sacrifice.
Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Did I ever mention that I really like the music coming out of New Zealand lately?
It being hump day and all, I found my musical taste gravitating towards something chill and trance-like. A song that didn’t remind me of how far away the weekend was (two more days?) and a song that would ease me into the rest of the week.
As a song, it fits the groove of my week. As a video, its all the more pleasing– black and white, interpretive dance, and dripping with sensuality and… oil?
And it just so happens that one of my all-time favorite singers makes up a third of this group.
Yeah, this song is definitely on my playlist.
What song is getting you through the week?
The Beauty. Williamsburg, Brooklyn, New York City.
Right when I thought that I had gone through all my street art photos, I come across this beauty. Ah, Brooklyn, you have no idea how much I miss you.