1. Meera Lee Sethi.

    Meera Lee Sethi.

  2. We view our world in black and white. We’re blind to the outside world around us. We only see our lives; we don’t live others lives, nor do we understand how every individual lives. Outside of out simple, black and white life is a wide array of color: shades of red, and blue, and green, that we will never experience. Unless, of course, we take a risk. We can expand our horizons by expanding our world. We can explore, we can leave our safe zones, we can run free. There’s nothing stopping us. All we have to do is want to see the color of others’ worlds. Photo credit: “Portland [Black & White]” by Andre Peniche

    We view our world in black and white.

    We’re blind to the outside world around us. We only see our lives; we don’t live others lives, nor do we understand how every individual lives.

    Outside of out simple, black and white life is a wide array of color: shades of red, and blue, and green, that we will never experience. Unless, of course, we take a risk.

    We can expand our horizons by expanding our world. We can explore, we can leave our safe zones, we can run free. There’s nothing stopping us. All we have to do is want to see the color of others’ worlds.

    Photo credit: “Portland [Black & White]” by Andre Peniche

  3. Layered. (via shaneblog) I found some photos from the last blizzard that have been wasting around on my hard drive, so I threw them up on Flickr.

    Layered. (via shaneblog)

    I found some photos from the last blizzard that have been wasting around on my hard drive, so I threw them up on Flickr.

  4. Distant. (via shaneblog) Took some photos of the snow last night, just as it began lightly falling. This is my favorite of the batch and, to be quite honest, I’m not sure why.

    Distant. (via shaneblog)

    Took some photos of the snow last night, just as it began lightly falling. This is my favorite of the batch and, to be quite honest, I’m not sure why.

  5. Wanda Kamarga.

    Wanda Kamarga.

  6. Mario Klingemann’s images aren’t just half-finished abstract landscapes, but photographs manipulated with Flash: It’s done with automatic subdivision based on details in the underlying image. Areas with more detail get divided in smaller pieces.

    Mario Klingemann’s images aren’t just half-finished abstract landscapes, but photographs manipulated with Flash:

    It’s done with automatic subdivision based on details in the underlying image. Areas with more detail get divided in smaller pieces.

  7. 62.4. (via shaneblog) Out of all the photos I’ve taken today, this is my favorite.

    62.4. (via shaneblog)

    Out of all the photos I’ve taken today, this is my favorite.

  8. Discovery. I’ve never been one for video games. Sure, when I was seven, I would play Mario, or Sonic for an hour, but I would never really get into a game to the point where I wanted to be on it every second of every day. So, when we got an Xbox 360 last February, I wasn’t thrilled. Sure, it was interesting, and sure, it was unique, but I wasn’t a gamer, so it didn’t matter to me. However, this week, I’ve undertaken a complete transformation. I’ve been playing more and more, specifically this little gem, until odd hours of the night. I’ve laughed with friends via headset, I’ve learned to use the tools of the trade, and I’ve slowly started to become somewhat playable. Mind you, I said “slowly started” and “somewhat playable” in that sentence. I’m not the best, I’m still a “noob”, but every beginning starts off rough, usually with death via tactical nuke, and me screaming obscenities into the headset at the members in the party. But at least I’m procrastinating trying. In seven days, I’ve discovered that I’m becoming something I never thought I would become: a gamer.

    Discovery.

    I’ve never been one for video games. Sure, when I was seven, I would play Mario, or Sonic for an hour, but I would never really get into a game to the point where I wanted to be on it every second of every day. So, when we got an Xbox 360 last February, I wasn’t thrilled. Sure, it was interesting, and sure, it was unique, but I wasn’t a gamer, so it didn’t matter to me.

    However, this week, I’ve undertaken a complete transformation. I’ve been playing more and more, specifically this little gem, until odd hours of the night. I’ve laughed with friends via headset, I’ve learned to use the tools of the trade, and I’ve slowly started to become somewhat playable.

    Mind you, I said “slowly started” and “somewhat playable” in that sentence. I’m not the best, I’m still a “noob”, but every beginning starts off rough, usually with death via tactical nuke, and me screaming obscenities into the headset at the members in the party. But at least I’m procrastinating trying. In seven days, I’ve discovered that I’m becoming something I never thought I would become: a gamer.

  9. Vices. Ever since I was a child, I loved reading. I was the first student to read in pre-school, amazing my teachers. When I was eight, I read the first four books of Harry Potter. Reading, whether it be through picture books as a child, or articles and blog posts during the present, has always been a major force in my life, most likely for the better. However, this leads to a problem: purchasing books. I’ve never liked the library systems, for reasons I find to be ridiculous, yet true. I don’t like just browsing through a book and returning it the next week. I like to keep books, to own books. Books touch me, in an odd way. Yes, Kindles and Nooks are changing the way we as humans get reading done. But they will never be able to replace the feeling of a new book, the way the pages turn freshly, the way the cover feels. These feelings, over all, are the reason I love books. So, back to purchasing. If I had to estimate, I would say that, throughout the years I’ve already lived, I’ve spent about one thousand to two thousand dollars on reading material.1 It’s a mighty amount, especially for books. However, unlike vices such as smoking or drinking, it gives me something in return: knowledge. Books have advanced the way I think, the way I read, the way I discover. Without books, I may have never started this blog. Without books, I may have hated writing, and never even though of completing NaNoWriMo. Without books, I may not have ever thought about picking up a pencil and writing what I thought. Books have not just provided me with entertainment; they’ve shaped the way I live my life. And that is something worth all the money in the world. “Reading material” meaning magazines, newspapers, and books. ↩

    Vices.

    Ever since I was a child, I loved reading. I was the first student to read in pre-school, amazing my teachers. When I was eight, I read the first four books of Harry Potter. Reading, whether it be through picture books as a child, or articles and blog posts during the present, has always been a major force in my life, most likely for the better.

    However, this leads to a problem: purchasing books. I’ve never liked the library systems, for reasons I find to be ridiculous, yet true. I don’t like just browsing through a book and returning it the next week. I like to keep books, to own books. Books touch me, in an odd way. Yes, Kindles and Nooks are changing the way we as humans get reading done. But they will never be able to replace the feeling of a new book, the way the pages turn freshly, the way the cover feels. These feelings, over all, are the reason I love books.

    So, back to purchasing. If I had to estimate, I would say that, throughout the years I’ve already lived, I’ve spent about one thousand to two thousand dollars on reading material.1 It’s a mighty amount, especially for books. However, unlike vices such as smoking or drinking, it gives me something in return: knowledge.

    Books have advanced the way I think, the way I read, the way I discover. Without books, I may have never started this blog. Without books, I may have hated writing, and never even though of completing NaNoWriMo. Without books, I may not have ever thought about picking up a pencil and writing what I thought. Books have not just provided me with entertainment; they’ve shaped the way I live my life. And that is something worth all the money in the world.

    1. “Reading material” meaning magazines, newspapers, and books. ↩

  10. Running from Camera “The rules are simple: I put the self-timer on 2 seconds, push the button and try to get as far from the camera as I can.”

    Running from Camera

    “The rules are simple: I put the self-timer on 2 seconds, push the button and try to get as far from the camera as I can.”

  11. Momentum. Anything can happen. Sometimes you just need a little push.1 This photo was taken a day before the first week began, but it fits with the theme perfectly. Don’t like it? Bite me. ↩

    Momentum.

    Anything can happen. Sometimes you just need a little push.1

    1. This photo was taken a day before the first week began, but it fits with the theme perfectly. Don’t like it? Bite me. ↩

  12. It was just last week, the day after Christmas (Boxing Day for those to whom it applies), when I looked out the window to see how the snow was holding up. The snowstorm that had taken place only a few days before the holidays had left me with ten inches of snow, making it the largest snowstorm to ever take place for the month of December in my little town. The forecast called for rain, which meant that the history would be erased into the ground, only leaving behind memories and photographs. It’s sad to realize that it was all over, the snow disappearing from sight. I didn’t want it to end. After the rain came to a drizzle, I ran outside, camera in hand, and took this photo of the remaining snow, as a memory of what took place. Every time I look at it, I can feel the chill of snowflakes falling on my cheeks. I can taste the warmth of the hot chocolate it slipped down my throat. I can remember running around with the little ones, making snow angels and snowmen. Farewell, snow. Thanks for the memories, and come back soon.

    It was just last week, the day after Christmas (Boxing Day for those to whom it applies), when I looked out the window to see how the snow was holding up. The snowstorm that had taken place only a few days before the holidays had left me with ten inches of snow, making it the largest snowstorm to ever take place for the month of December in my little town.

    The forecast called for rain, which meant that the history would be erased into the ground, only leaving behind memories and photographs. It’s sad to realize that it was all over, the snow disappearing from sight. I didn’t want it to end. After the rain came to a drizzle, I ran outside, camera in hand, and took this photo of the remaining snow, as a memory of what took place.

    Every time I look at it, I can feel the chill of snowflakes falling on my cheeks. I can taste the warmth of the hot chocolate it slipped down my throat. I can remember running around with the little ones, making snow angels and snowmen.

    Farewell, snow. Thanks for the memories, and come back soon.

  13. Gladsom Tidings.

    Gladsom Tidings.

  14. This image provided by NASA’s Hubble Space Telescope shows brilliant blue stars wreathed by warm, glowing clouds. The festive portrait is the most detailed view of a young stellar grouping, called R136 in the 30 Doradus Nebula (via The Telegraph)

    This image provided by NASA’s Hubble Space Telescope shows brilliant blue stars wreathed by warm, glowing clouds. The festive portrait is the most detailed view of a young stellar grouping, called R136 in the 30 Doradus Nebula (via The Telegraph)