I have always been fascinated with photography, street photography to be specific. I love how a photograph have that ability to arouse ones emotion. A picture is worth a thousand words and yes, it is a cliché but it is just so true. One thing about street photography is that part of the landscape are the humans that would be in it. Me being an introvert struggle with this because if you really want to get that money shot you would need to approach and interact with your subject otherwise it would be creepy if you just invade someones personal space. Another problem is that I live in the west suburbs of Chicago, meaning there’s not much anything going on. I literally live right next to a cornfield. But just like everything in life, it would always be a work in progress and there will always going to be opportunities.
I want to be that person that would be able to bring that story across, the one that would be able to breathe life to an otherwise ordinary frame. Pictures captured are not just pictures, they are moments frozen in time. One of my favorite street photographers was Vivian Maier , according to her history is that she took more than 150,000 photographs during her lifetime and many of her negatives were never printed. There is also a documentary about her life titled “Finding Vivian Maier” which seems to be very fascinating. I know I have a very long way to go to be amongst the upper echelons of the street photography world, but the worst that one can do is not to take that shot. So just keep on clicking and maybe you’d be able to get that money shot after all.
It just sounds so juvenile when you hear it being said and played hooky is what I did. It was worth it for a few good reasons in which my number one reason is because it is MONDAY! I know I could’ve just rolled over my bed and got ready for work but I’m like “I’m gonna be like Bueller and skip adulting for a day”. Imagine a middle-aged woman skipping work to have a grand ol’ adventure with no other than mom. Yes y’all heard me, my very own mother was my sidekick for the day. We had been watching a few episodes of Chicago’s best on tv the day before and it kind of played a big part on where we went today.
This day trip was kind of educational for me in a way, for I am not a native of Illinois and I am still trying to figure out the “where’s” and the “what’s” in the land of Lincoln. So today we have decided to get lost in a small town called Joliet population 148,262 (estimate 2017).
Famous Route 66 passes through historic downtown and you can stop by the visitors center to check out more information about the main street of America or grab a bite at the Route 66 Diner that is just around the corner of this marker.
Now going back to the main reason why we made this trip, nothing really motivates me enough unless we are talking about food. I would drive a good mile in search of good noms and we ended up in a place called Chicken N Spice. It is right smack dab in the middle of sleepy downtown Joliet. The location had been there since 1979 which I think the place needs a bit of updating to be honest. The place did not disappoint though, the price is really affordable. I am not a big fan of chicken breasts but this joint had changed me. There are also couple of things that they have on the menu that I have not seen it served in any chicken places that I had been anywhere in Illinois, livers and gizzards. Last time I had chicken gizzards was in a KFC in South Carolina and even that don’t come close to the tenderness of the gizzards that they serve here.
On the way back home we came across a massive abandoned building that had been film locations to different tv series such as Fox’s “Prison Break” and movies such as “The Blues Brothers” and “Red Heat” to name a few. The Old Joliet Prison held prisoners from 1858 until 2002, in the construction of nearby Statesville Correctional and budget cuts had been the cause of its demise. The place was barricaded with wired fences and signs stating that trespassers will be prosecuted, is just enough to keep my sidekick stay sat in the car. I can’t imagine myself being locked up in one of those fortresses, I’d probably go crazy.
It was a very productive unproductive day and playing hooky is always fun with sidekicks. We drove away and ended up doing some retail therapy at Nordstrom and bought a half a dozen donuts at Stan’s. So I am just going to leave you with this yummy pistachio donut.
As I get older, the days become shorter and the list of the things you want to do gets longer. People’s patience towards me becomes limited while I try my best to be the opposite. Then I woke up one day and wondered if this continuous cycle called life would ever have meaning. Would it all be worth anything in the end? Do we sleep to wake up or do we wake up so we can sleep? Maybe everything in this post is just pointless, or maybe there are some truths that it can be useful. Do we live for the moment or do we take a moment to live? So many questions, so little time.
Bottle of Patience with the side of optimism.
I found another medium to help alleviate work related stress and anxiety. I found myself drawing while I was on a call today at work. Didn’t really thought that I could draw until i just started doodling and this is what I came up with. I think that is just apt that I name this bottle patience because this is something that cannot be bought. It is something that you are blessed with, and maybe if all mankind has the right amount of patience then the world would probably be less chaotic. I am still the optimist.
I work in a call center and a lot of people think that sitting down on your rump all day is easy work and there’s no reason why I should be stressing about it. I go through the wringer everyday just to make sure that I please that person on the other end of my phone line while at the same time making sure I hit my goal metrics by executing different mandated bullet points in the process. It is all about balancing the numbers they say, do not overthink it they say…. It is the nature of the beast unfortunately, it is about either you sink or swim. I intend to swim as far as my will and patience is able to take me
I have been trying to find ways to ease my stress level for quite some time now because of work. The last straw was when I found myself standing fifty feet away from the door of my job, I felt like Aladdin all of a sudden. You know that scene where he is about to go in the cave of wonders…. I knew then that I needed to see a doctor, which I did and she gave me my happy pills and it helped “taking off the edge a bit” as how she puts it. It is funny (it is actually not..) how that probably half of the people in my team including myself are on happy pills. In an effort to find ways to De-stress, I started seeing them doing adult coloring books at their desks.
That night I did went to Barnes and Nobles to pick up adult coloring books and gel pens from the craft store. I somehow found it to be rewarding in some ways but then again I don’t know if it stresses me up more because I cant decide on what color to use next (facepalm).