Professions

     I think I've always known I want to go into a profession involving art. My main interests currently are writing, photography, and film directing, editing, and production. But, not until today did I realize that what I thought I wanted my job to be, isn't right.
     I thought graphic design would be the job for me. I took a graphics class a few years back and loved it, so I decide to take one this year as well. Turns out, it's not really my thing. As I looked around my class to see what my peers were creating, I saw one piece that was just amazing. A boy who I'd never heard speak before, was creating a masterful piece of work. The craftsmanship was impeccable. I was memorized by his work. A girl sitting next to him is a true designer. She was working using a grid on the screen, carefully planning out where she would place shapes.
     I looked back at my work. Nothing special. Nothing new. Nothing designed. Nothing created. Boring. I felt an emptiness inside me, not sad, not angry, just as though I lost something. But now that I've thought about it, I've actually gained a lot. Now I know that this isn't what I want to do in life. I want something more, something I've always loved to do. Maybe film, maybe photography.
     But, recently, I was told I am a natural teacher. I've always enjoyed being around little kids, and writing is a passion of mine. Who knows? Maybe I'll be an English teacher.
     This post is a little out of the blue. But it got me thinking. Today showed me what I truly enjoy doing and that I've been wrong for about a year now as to what I wanted to do in life. And that is perfectly okay.

Just some thoughts from behind the lenses.

World Ending=Kindness?

I have a friend. She's extremely intellectual and she always brings up amazing points and we discuss them. Yesterday, she brought up one of her many amazing points. It was regarding 2012 and the idea of the world ending. She told me she'd been thinking that, "why do we need the world coming to an end to make us nice people?" This thought stuck with me. She had an amazing point.
     Because of this idea that the world is ending, people are changing their mindset. Some more than others, but I could say I think a vast majority of us have thought about the fact that if the world did come to an end in the near future, what is it that we would want to accomplish. We might think that we need to resolve conflicts with a peer, or that the mending of a broken relationship is necessary, or that it's time to get started on your bucket list. This leads me to say, there is truly no time like the present.
     After thinking about the words of my friend, I realize how absolute pathetic it is that it takes things like this, things like the end of the world, to make people show their kindness and sympathy towards one another. Although I'm not a believer in this "end of the world in 2012" idea, it definitely makes me think about how I treat other people and what I do in life. After all, life is short, it could end at any moment, shouldn't we be making the best of it? Live every day like it's your last, or live every day as if the worlds ending tomorrow because the Mayan calender said it would.

Just some thoughts from behind the lenses.