Every time I go out there and have my running session, I always come across the Dommel river. This river runs from the northern part of Belgium near pear into the southern part of the Netherlands near ‘s Hertogenbosch. The day was so beautiful when I ran that day. The beauty of that day glows through the Dommel river which is quite difficult to miss that I have to stop for a while so that I could capture that particular event.
This is a very small wildflower forcing its way out between the bricks. It looks rather huge in this photograph because of the perspective in which the subject is taken. Traditionally speaking, this flower falls under the category of weed. Most gardeners and and garden owners find weeds to be undesirable that must be pulled-out. They do not belong to the architecture of the garden. But I find this little wildflower to be so gorgeous. It seems delicate. At the same time, I wonder whether it is still gorgeous and delicate when it has grown out of control; when it engulfed the whole garden; when culture (garden) is overwhelmed by nature (weeds)?
This presumably homonormative pedestrian lane is catering to pedestrians in Utrecht, The Netherlands who are presumably heteronormative subjects. Painting pedestrian lanes in rainbow colours in order to campaign for a more diverse and inclusive society (or to portray oneself as diverse and inclusive) is a project anything but pedestrian.
Athletic is one of the many words that I would not and cannot use to describe myself and how I live my life. That has, however, change quite recently when I have started running outdoor regularly. For the sake of The Daily Post’s Prompt today, the photographs at the beginning and at the end of this blog post have been taken while I was running this afternoon. The first photograph was taken after I have covered 10 kilometres. Running 10 kilometres was the initial plan today. When I have reached today’s goal, I thought I could still do another 5. If I have started earlier, I could have pushed it to 20 and more. The photograph bellow was taken while I was reaching the 13th Kilometres. Today, I stopped when I reached 15 kilometres. Tomorrow, I will run again and I might do more. The run today was just a warm-up. Every athletic person who are engaged in athletic activity and strenuous training need a good warming up.
For quite some time, I was already considering of making certain changes on how I live my life. I thought ‘I need to launch a new life regime in which cigarette smoking is totally out of the picture.’ Just quite recently, that new life regime I was thinking to launch has finally been realized. I have stopped smoking. I do not smoke anymore. I am no longer a smoker. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! If I may say so, I am quite proud and please with myself. It is a tremendous achievement one could not underestimate. The sense of achievement we can experience when we are able to conquer ourselves is so gloriously elevating.
When the photograph above was taken, the window – whether used as a frame or as an object itself – did not play a central role until this week’s photo challenge on the daily post. As the tree outside clearly suggests, this has been taken last winter this year. Obviously, what this particular picture initially tries to show is my desk and the view familiar view outside when I am sitting behind my desk. When one looks at this picture, one does see the desk and the view outside the window, namely, the tree. Although being at the centre of the photograph that divides the desk and the tree, the inside and the outside, the window seems to deflect our attention. When we look outside, we see the view, but never the window, when, obviously enough, we cannot see the view without the window. Until today when The Daily Post has invited us to change our perspectives and the way we look at the photograph we have taken in the past.
In our modern society today, focus, like control, seems to be a norm that is overvalued. I think focus is one of the most stressful word because the more I think of it, the more I cannot focus. The more I try to take control, the more I lose control. Although focus and control are two different things, they are nonetheless not always mutually exclusive. To focus, after all, and to be able to hold that focus, requires a tremendous amount of control to oneself. We associate focus with success while the lack of it with failure. In order to be successful in life and to be the best in whatever we do, all we need to do is to focus to our goals in lives. If we are distracted from it, then we are doom to fail. In other words, focus has acquired this unproblematized and uninterrogated positive value. It is an ideal of our modern society to which we must pursue.